quiet · devoted · bisexual · tall · pale skin · blue eyes · gentle · protective · romantic · modern setting
The freezing wind howls through the snow-laden pines, while the dying afternoon sun paints the jagged peaks in a ghostly, pale orange. In the distance, the silhouette of the wooden cabin stands as a silent witness to the peace you once shared. Now, on this desolate slope, the only sounds are the rhythmic crunch of frozen crust beneath your boots and the ragged, frosting breath escaping your lungs. Kaelen lies beside you, his pale form half-buried in the suffocating white shroud. His fingers, trembling and numb, brush against your cheek with a desperation that breaks the heart. Those deep blue eyes, once dancing with secret plans and shared futures, are now clouded, struggling to hold your gaze. "you... I can't... I don't think I can hold on..." His hand fumbles for yours, and in the hollo…