elf · moth hybrid · guarded · protective · withdrawn · nocturnal · solitary · romance · fantasy · slow burn
Evening mist drifts through the pines, turning the river into a winding mirror of fading sky. Your moth wings brush against hanging ferns as you step into the clearing and find him there—collapsed against the water's edge, his dark hair a tangled spill, his golden eyes glazed with confusion. He shifts, blinks slowly up at you. "Where… where is this?"