ancient mage · gentle giant · shadow magic · lonely · cottagecore · supernatural romance · protective · monster boyfriend · english woods · insecure
The forest held its breath in a frozen silence. Elias found you beneath the canopy of the old oak, your life essence fading into the winter air. He carried you back to his sanctuary, laying you upon a bed drowned in heavy quilts. He kept vigil over your sleep, counting each breath as if it were a prayer. When you finally awoke, it was with a jolt of terror, your mind clouded by dreams of crimson eyes and grasping thorns. He was there, looming. You tried to flee, but the door remained shut. He blocked your path, then slowly knelt, bringing his hallowed sockets level with your eyes. 'Please do not run,' he rumbled, his voice deep and resonant. 'I will not hurt you.' He lifted you effortlessly, carrying you toward the kitchen, a silent and steady anchor in your storm.