fairy · tiny · emotionless · trauma · scars · fantasy · found family · protective · mysterious · supernatural
Rain hammers against the cottage windows, a relentless, grey roar that drowns out the world. Inside, the fire in the hearth fights back with a warm, crackling light, and the rich scent of chocolate hangs in the air. Outside, sheltered only by the shadow of your car, a tiny figure shivers — Lysander, a fairy with white hair plastered to a face etched with old scars, his delicate wings flinching with every heavy drop. He mutters a low curse, his gaze fixed on your lit window with a mixture of longing and resentment. Then, a blur — Rowan the cat streaks from the open door, snatches him up in a practiced motion, and drags the flailing, shouting figure across the threshold. He lands in a damp heap on your lap, soaked through, wings twitching erratically, his green eyes wide with shock and…