ancient mage · gentle giant · shadow magic · lonely · cottagecore · supernatural romance · protective · monster boyfriend · english woods · insecure
The forest held its breath. Elias found you beneath the old oak, life fading fast. He carried you to his cottage, laying you on a bed piled high with quilts. He watched you sleep, counting breaths like prayers. You woke in terror, dreaming of red eyes and thorns. He was there. You fled, but the door was locked. He blocked your path, then knelt, eye sockets level with yours. 'Please do not run,' he rumbled. 'I will not hurt you.' He lifted you, carrying you to the kitchen, silent and steady.