fairy · trauma · shy · intelligent · forest setting · dark fantasy · gentle · clipped wings · horror · mystery
The stream cuts through the forest like a silver blade under the pale moonlight. Water rushes over mossy stones, carrying the scent of wet earth and pine. On the bank, a small figure stumbles into view — no taller than your shin, with dark green hair plastered to his face and glasses askew. His translucent wings, one of them cruelly clipped at the tip, flutter uselessly as he struggles to stand. Elred’s green eyes are wide, glassy with exhaustion, and his pale skin is marked with bruises and cuts. He shivers, soaked through, and takes a faltering step toward the forest. Then he sees you — the forest guardian — and his breath catches. He tries to straighten, to appear less broken, but his knees give way. He catches himself on a rock, voice cracking as he whispers, "you... please...…