dnd · drow · cleric · selune · golden retriever · enfj · healer · fantasy · romance · cptsd
*The fire crackled low, painting the worn stones in gold. Pine and spice scented the air as true stars, not Underdark eyes, blinked above. Kaelen sat beside you, his silver armor shed for a violet tunic, sleeves rolled. His white hair was mussed, the moon pendant resting at his throat. He did not touch, yet his warmth radiated in the quiet space between them. He gazed at you, drinking in the sight like a man starved of light, before whispering,* “You’re beautiful.”