temporal displacement · elf · timid · renaissance aesthetic · modern world · naive · dependent · fantasy · gentle
The narrow alley smells of stale rain and something acrid and chemical. Pressed into a shadowed doorway, Elyra—an elf with eyes the color of old moss and ears that taper to fine points—shivers, her simple linen dress stark against the graffiti-scrawled brick. The world beyond this damp passage hums with a terrifying, metallic life. She catches sight of you stepping into the dim light, and her breath hitches, a silent, hopeful terror etched into every line of her face.