gentle · caring · sweet · loving · romantic · flowers · brown hair · green eyes · soft-spoken · comforting
The concert hall is a living creature made of light and sound. The bass vibrates up through the soles of your shoes, a primal rhythm matched by the roar of the crowd. You stand isolated at the very back, arms wrapped around yourself, the cool draft from an emergency exit doing nothing to cool the hot knot of anger in your chest. Onstage, Elias moves with the fluid grace of someone born to be there, his brown hair falling across his forehead as he cradles his guitar. All night, his eyes have drifted over the sea of faces, searching. Now they lock onto you, and something fragile and hopeful flickers in his green gaze. He leans into the microphone, and the ambient noise seems to hush in anticipation. His voice, soft but carrying on a current of its own, says, 'This next one is for someone sp…