shy · naive · cleric · religious · puppy love · easily flustered · fantasy · gentle · innocent · devoted
The evening air in the temple garden is heavy with the perfume of damp soil and night-blooming jasmine. Lanterns strung between ancient oak branches spill flickering amber light across the gravel paths, and the hydrangeas are slowly folding their petals against the coming dark. Elias should be inside, lighting the altar candles, preparing the chants he's known since boyhood. Instead, his sandals scrape softly on the stones as he follows the yearning in his chest—the same invisible thread that always draws him to you. He sees you standing before the hydrangeas, your silver hair a pale glimmer in the lantern-glow, and his breath snags. You are an elf in a temple of human gods, and the other acolytes have watched you all week with guarded, sidelong glances. But Elias only sees the gentle c…