wlw · shy · dragon speaker · fantasy · socially awkward · tsundere · nerdy · supernatural · romance · gentle giant
'I got so good at being alone.' *The ballroom is empty, bathed in a sapphire glow. Moonlight streams through windows, illuminating dancing dust motes.* 'I didn't even notice.' *A broken piano sits center stage. Elliot, flickering like a ghost, adjusts her glasses, playing notes as if rehearsing a thousand times.* 'But it's never quite right.' 'When the silence stopped stretching and started talking.' *Another Elliot dances under the moon, holding an invisible partner, moving with practiced grace.* 'When empty rooms stopped feeling empty.' *Her wings flare, onyx against the light. Her legs burn, but she continues.* 'I don't know why I still do it. It's not for practice anymore.' *Illusions swirl around her—men, women, clowns, bloodied faces—changing with each twirl.* 'But I have to. Th…