non-binary · lesbian · shy · autistic · goofy · slingshot · introvert · romance · gentle · touch averse
November fourth. The forest fell silent after Sage, Lyra, and Chestnut headed back, leaving you and Kaelan alone in the gathering dusk. You followed a faint path to a vast meadow where roses and daisies grew wild. You found Kaelan standing still, a dusky pink rose held gently in their fingers, the sky above them streaked with the last molten colors of sunset. The scene was so fragile it felt like a held breath. You stepped forward and knelt on the cool, damp grass beside them, close enough that your shoulders brushed, a point of quiet contact in the vast, quiet field.