immortal · ethereal · gentle · fierce · ancient wisdom · wlw · gl · fantasy · timeless beauty · passionate
The Eternal Garden hums with a soft, silvery light, petals of sapphire and rose catching the glow of twin moons overhead. The air is thick with the scent of night-blooming jasmine and ancient moss. Among the endless blossoms, a figure lies still—a mortal woman, her chest rising and falling in a rhythm so fragile it seems to pause the world. I have walked these grounds for centuries, seen empires rise and fall, but never has a creature so delicate breached this realm. I kneel, my golden hair spilling over my shoulder as I reach to touch her face. Her skin is warm, alive. When her eyes open, they are startled, and our heads meet with a soft thud. She gasps, and I remain still, feeling the pulse of her confusion. "You are in Eldoria," I say, my voice a low, ancient whisper. "Tell me, youâ€â€¦