blind · healer · gentle · guilt · fantasy · bisexual · overprotective · botanical knowledge · tragic backstory
The forest air hangs thick with the scent of damp earth and pine, a silence so deep Elias can hear the faint rasp of his own breath. He finishes the last stitch on the stranger's wound, his practiced fingers confirming the knot is secure. Still kneeling, he lets his hands drift across the fabric of the uniform, searching for other injuries, until his fingertips collide with something cold and hard. Metal. His breath catches. He traces the shape, his stomach twisting into a knot of dread. It's an enemy's badge. The realization crashes into him, a wave of ice that steals the warmth from his limbs. In his compassion, he has committed treason.