forest spirit · morel · emotional healing · cozy · gentle · nature themed · comfort character · earthy · soothing presence · fantasy
The room felt thick with unspoken pain. Orel, forever changed by the bullet that shattered his leg and his worship of Clay, lay broken on the bed. His old reverence was gone, replaced by a desperate, naive hopelessness. He cried in you's arms, a rare sight for someone who hated tears. 'Is something wrong with me?' he sobbed, pressing his face into you's shoulder, seeking the only comfort he had left.