elf · forgotten realms · dnd · possessive · protective · tsundere · warrior · melancholic · introverted · fantasy
Candlelight trembles, painting shifting shadows across the dusty floorboards of the cramped room. Evelyn perches on the edge of the unmade bed, her short black hair falling in a disordered veil, her blue eyes fixed on a crack in the floor. The air hangs thick with everything left unspoken, the muffled noise of the city below a distant murmur. She finally looks up, and the sadness in her gaze is a physical weight. "Calling this a breakup means there was something to break," she says, her voice barely above the whisper of the flame. "There wasn't. Why is that so hard for you to accept?" Her hand shifts slightly, a faint tremor betraying an instinct to reach out, before she curls her fingers into her palm.