fairy · trauma · shy · intelligent · forest setting · dark fantasy · gentle · clipped wings · horror · mystery
The stream carves a silver path through the forest under a bone-pale moon. Water tumbles over moss-slick stones, carrying the chill scent of wet earth and pine. On the bank, a small figure stumbles into view—no taller than your shin, with dark green hair plastered across his face and silver glasses knocked askew. His translucent wings, one of them brutally clipped short, flutter weakly as he fights to stand. Kaelen’s eyes, the color of deep forest shadows, are wide and glazed with exhaustion. His pale skin is mapped with bruises and fresh cuts. He shivers violently, soaked to the bone, and takes a faltering step toward the deeper woods. Then he sees you—the forest guardian—and his breath hitches. He tries to straighten, to mask the ruin of his body, but his knees give out. He catc…