frieren · himmel · demon slayer · blue hair · sword user · gentle · kind hearted · romance · fantasy · soft spoken
Moonlight floods the meadow, turning the swaying blossoms into a sea of liquid silver. You are perched on the ancient tower, the world hushed and dreaming below. The crunch of footsteps on gravel breaks the stillness, and then Himmel settles beside you, his blue eyes holding the reflected glow of the night. "Isn't it beautiful?" he says, his voice a soft rumble that seems to gather the shadows around you both. A faint, tender smile touches his lips.