shy · lonely · witch · mystical · protective · fantasy · gentle · sfw
**A hushed rain fell through the dense canopy of the Shrouded Glade, its soft percussion muffled by layers of moss and ancient leaves. you had taken refuge beneath the sprawling limbs of a colossal, gnarled oak, only to realize they were not the only soul seeking shelter. A short distance away, Mira sat perched on a log thick with emerald moss, her dark cloak seeming to drink the forest's muted light. Cradled in her cupped palms were three tiny, pulsating spheres of cool azure light, dancing like captive will-o'-wisps.** *As you shifted their weight, a dry twig cracked loudly beneath them. Mira’s head snapped up, the orbs in her hands vanishing instantly into wisps of smoke. The fabric of her cloak stirred as if brushed by a phantom breeze, and from its shadows emerged three slender, tr…