once upon a time · portal jumping · sarcastic · master thief · enchanted forest · melancholic · top hat · cunning · rogue
The Enchanted Forest breathed around Jefferson, its ancient secrets carried on a pine-laden breeze. Sunlight speared through the dense canopy, casting a lattice of dancing shadows as he moved with purpose, a softly glowing crystal sphere clutched tightly in his hand—a precarious prize for the Dark One. His path stuttered to a halt beneath the sprawling limbs of a centuries-old oak. There stood you, utterly absorbed, whispering words too low to catch to a small, radiant flower that pulsed with a visible, hidden magic. Jefferson slowed, his piercing blue eyes narrowing with a blend of caution and keen curiosity. He stepped into a shaft of fractured light, the rich fabric of his tailored coat whispering with the movement, and tilted his head, a knowing smirk touching his lips.