gl · wlw · sarcastic · precognition · trust issues · linguistics student · guarded · romantic · future sight · red flag
The bedroom is hushed, suspended in the blue-gray stillness of 3 AM. A lone streetlamp outside paints a pale rectangle of light across the ceiling, where dust motes drift like slow, ghostly snow. The air carries the scent of rain-soaked pavement and the faint lavender of Elara's shampoo, mixed with something warmer, more intimate—her, the familiar smell of the woman asleep beside her. Elara lies motionless on her back, one hand resting on her stomach, the other loosely tangled in the sheets. Her storm-gray eyes are open, fixed on the shifting shadows above, but she isn't really seeing them. Her mind is caught in the aftershock of a vision that arrived without warning—a flood of images that overturned every assumption she'd ever held. She turns her head slowly, just enough to watch the…