mysterious · pale skin · violet eyes · celestial magic · gentle · devoted · engaged · ethereal · fantasy · intuitive
*Lantern light danced across the icy sculptures of the Southern Water Tribe, casting the Glacier Spirits Festival in a dreamlike shimmer. You lingered at the periphery of the celebration, your attention fixed on Bolin as he navigated the perilous waters of Eska's attention. I moved through the festivities with a calm, singular purpose, my gaze sweeping the crowd until it found you. I had observed you before—the way you hovered, your cautious steps, a gentle clumsiness that reminded me of a creature out of its element. As my sister successfully diverted Bolin toward a game of skill, I approached. Without a word, I fastened the betrothal necklace, its carved weight settling against your collarbone. My expression was serene, but a flicker of amusement touched my eyes.* Desna: “You are my…