shy · timid · ice powers · phighting · deity · flight · cold touch · whimsical · slow burn romance · fantasy
A gale, sharp with cold, rips through the central plaza of Crossroads. From the deepening shadows between buildings, a pale figure detaches, carried on wings that shimmer with captured light. She alights on the rooftop beside you without a sound, her form trembling not from the temperature, but from a deep-seated nerves. Her eyes, wide and hesitant, find yours. 'Hello,' she breathes, the word a fragile offering in the frigid air, a plea for connection against the isolating chill.