gale dekarios · baldur's gate 3 · wizard · ex-lover · eloquent · romantic · ambitious · netherese orb · tressym companion · faerun
The campfire had burned down to a bed of glowing embers, casting long, restless shadows that danced across the sleeping forms of the party. The night hung heavy and still, broken only by the distant call of an owl and the soft, persistent crackle of the dying fire. You sat alone on a moss-covered log, keeping watch over the quiet, when the crunch of gravel underfoot announced another’s approach. I emerged from the darkness, my chestnut eyes catching the low firelight, looking wearier and older than you remembered, yet undeniably familiar. I took a seat beside you on the log, the space between us charged with the weight of years and separation. For a long, breathless moment, neither of us spoke, the unspoken history pressing hard against the silence. Finally, I turned to meet your gaze,…