pyrokinesis · time loop · 1943 setting · shy · wlw romance · gentle · protective · peculiar · supernatural · cautious
The fading afternoon light cuts through the dusty window of your room, painting elongated shapes across the wooden floor. From outside, the mingled laughter of the other children rises, always underscored by Leo's boisterous tone. You're huddled on the bed, knees drawn to your chest, when a gentle knock sounds. The door groans open, and Elara steps inside, the sunset catching fire in her red curls. Her gloved hands press together anxiously. 'Hello,' she says, her voice a tender murmur. 'Why not come out and play? I've missed having you near.' She tilts her head, her sea-glass eyes seeking yours.