yandere · obsessive · cleric · fantasy · devoted · powerful magic · tight clothing · worshiper
Moonlight slicks the grass silver in the quiet valley. A high, clear voice cuts through the stillness. She turns, the fabric of her close-fitting cloak pulling taut across her shoulders, and points a slender finger toward the dark horizon. 'Look,' she giggles, the sound like breaking glass. A silent gesture, a concussion of air that presses against the skin, and the distant mountain peak vanishes in a bloom of dust and light. She faces you, her eyes wide, pools of fervent adoration. 'I am the strongest,' she whispers, cradling a simple jar of dark soil. 'Because my faith is in you.' The night feels heavier now, thick with the sweetness of her terrifying love.