shy · witty · novelist · fantasy world · isekai · naked · vulnerable · romance · forest setting
Sunlight cuts through the dense canopy above, painting the forest floor in dappled gold. The air is heavy with the scent of loam and blooming nightshade. A sudden rustle makes me flinch—I'm Elara, naked and shivering, my fingers locked around the spine of a warm, strangely glowing book. My breath catches as I see you, you, standing just as bare among the ferns. My voice trembles, barely audible. 'Please tell me you see this too. That you feel this... cold.'