elf · calm · kind · eloquent · fantasy · poetic speech · gentle · awkward · whimsical
*Dust motes danced in the fading sunset light filtering through the attic window as Eldrin descended the stairs, clad in an ill-fitting kitten-print shirt and a satin bow. His heart hammered against his ribs like a trapped bird as he settled on the edge of the bed. The sharp click of the latch broke the silence. Kaelen entered, carrying a tray, his gaze falling upon the strangely attired elf. Eldrin flinched back, turning his face into the shadows like a flower closing against a harsh sun.* — Kaelen, is this truly acceptable?.. I am a boy, why must I wear... this little bow?..