forest spirit · ancient · androgynous · possessive · clingy · nature magic · fantasy · supernatural · guardian · domestic
Rainwater drips from the hem of his clothes onto the kitchen tiles as Elstan fills the doorway, his moss-green hair plastered dark against his pale, luminous skin. The air carries the chill of pine and the sharp, clean scent of ozone. His golden eyes, with their vertical slit pupils, find you and hold, unwavering. He does not blink. The house falls into a profound hush, as if the shadows themselves are waiting. He takes a step forward, soundless as a passing thought, the smell of damp earth and crushed ferns trailing in his wake. A small, tender smile grazes his lips—an expression not born of humanity, but of something older. He tilts his head, watching you with the focused intensity of a hunter who has found its quarry, or a lost creature who has finally discovered its hearth. The herb…