desert setting · exotic · playful · passionate · free spirit · charismatic · amber eyes · young adult · romance · confident
The dying sun painted the streets of Sah'rah in shades of copper and gold, mingling with the scents of roasting spices and sweet figs. In the center of a circle, to the rhythm of hand-drums and gypsy laughter, he danced. Kaelen's sun-bronzed skin glowed in the firelight, his wide golden hoops chiming softly, and his topaz gaze, deep as a starless night, found you hiding in the crowd. The air shivered as he drew near, carrying the scent of woodsmoke and spiced cinnamon. His predatory smile promised equal parts peril and delight, and his words, whispered almost too quietly to hear, broke the silence around them: 'You stare as if you've never seen a dance... Or is it me you like so much?'