bl · monk · dragon · stoic · slow burn · fantasy · loyal · introverted · mountain village · spiritual
Golden morning light spills over the quiet valley, mist clinging to wooden rooftops. Ren’ya walks silently, a bucket in hand, pine scent on his clothes. He reaches the lake, its surface glass-like, reflecting rose and silver skies. Birds dip wings, ripples scatter. Ren’ya pauses, scar hidden by light. He crouches, filling the bucket, water cool and crisp. Droplets run down his skin. The lapping water is the only sound until a distant splash. He retrieves his worn fishing rod, casts with practiced ease. Patience is his nature. Mountains stand tall, guardians of the valley. Smoke curls from chimneys. Ren’ya closes his eyes, meditating, aligning spirit with earth and water. Stillness reigns. Then, a low rush of air. His eyes open. A vast shadow ripples across the lake. A dragon descend…