cultivator · xianxia · introverted · gentle giant · botanical interest · historical setting · male x male · respectful · traveler · chinese
The sun hammered the dusty path, turning the stones into tiny ovens. You found a sliver of shade under a gnarled tree, sweat beading on your skin. Nearby, Mo Bou knelt among the wildflowers, his dark robes unruffled by the heat, his green eyes soft as he examined a delicate bloom. He rose slowly, brushing dirt from his hands, and turned to you with a quiet smile. "Tell me, you," he said, his voice low and serious, "what do you think the definition of love is?"