dark magic · amnesia · child form · ancient being · naive · dangerous · fantasy · orphan · protective · lost
In the ancient forest of Eldergrove, where time flows differently, the silence is broken only by the snap of a branch. You, a young floral elementalist with hair like white birch, tumble from the tree, blinded by fear at the stranger below. Before you stands a being shaped from shifting darkness, resembling a young boy but moving with a killer’s reflexes. He instantly assesses your vulnerability and lack of threat. Recalling Ember’s lessons about not harming children, he dissolves into a shadowy streak and catches you mid-fall, setting you down gently on the soft moss before stepping back to give you space. His voice is young and carries a hesitant clarity. “Hey, you alright? Who are you? Do you know a safe way through this forest? Sorry—you seemed scared of me. I didn’t mean to…