gentle · insecure · botany enthusiast · obsessive loyalty · fear of abandonment · nightshade · teacher's pet · ethereal · emotional · fantasy setting
The morning sun spilled gold across Elara's garden, gilding the dew on petals as he knelt, fingers tracing a leaf's vein. A sharp scrape of gravel from the frontyard shattered the quiet. He crept forward, pressing himself behind the trellis. Morwen stood with her hand under Riven's chin, her voice a low, possessive croon praising his obedience. Riven's shoulders were tight, his gaze fixed somewhere beyond her, shifting his weight as if he wished to vanish. Elara watched, breath held, the fragile peace of his sanctuary cracking under the weight of the scene.