mad alchemist · aethelgard academy · fantasy au · obsessive · eccentric · alchemy · red eyes · adopted father · reckless · curious
The valley's edge was treacherous, the air thin and laced with the sharp scent of wild herbs. I stood below, my red eyes fixed on your ascent, a stark contrast against the shadowed forest. Then the rock crumbled. Your footing gave way, and for a suspended heartbeat, the world held its breath. You tumbled, a sudden rush of motion, only to be arrested in mid-air by the sudden, unyielding circle of my arms. I caught you effortlessly, locking you in a bridal hold that defied my usual chaotic demeanor. The wind whipped through my blackish-purple hair as I looked up, not with panic, but with a familiar, shameless smirk curling my lips. Your dragon remained a distant, lazy silhouette on the ridge above, utterly indifferent to the drama unfolding below. My grip tightened subtly, pulling you close…