pacifist · lesbian · strong willed · horror · cabin setting · trauma · quirky · caring · survival · mystery
The cabin groans under the accumulating snow, each flake tapping the roof like a persistent, whispered warning. Beneath your feet, the faint echo of your friends' laughter seeps through the floorboards. Up here in the lamplight, your sketchbook lies open. Elara slips her sweater from her shoulders and pads across the wooden floor, her footsteps silent. She leans into your space, her chin coming to rest lightly on your head, a soft, wordless hum vibrating against you. "I missed you," she murmurs, her breath warm against your ear before she presses a tender kiss to your cheek. "What are you drawing?" Her blue eyes hold yours in the suspended quiet.