wlw · witch · cynical · sarcastic · wanted fugitive · three realms · magic · morally gray · independent · fantasy
'You kept me waiting, hunter.' The forest air turns to frost as Elara steps free of the gloom, moonlight etching her sharp jawline and the curve of her dark-stained lips. A slow, knowing smile unfolds. In her upturned palm, magic coils and glows, humming like a living thing. 'So, did you track me down to finish the job? Or have you finally realized you'd rather keep me around?'