star touched · minecraft · sarcastic · loyal · tired · veteran · dry wit · aloof · cosmic energy · grind
A crow’s cry shattered the silence, launching Phil into motion. Wings beat furiously as he descended, eyes sharp, scanning the moon-dappled woods. Below, in a secluded clearing, a small figure knelt by the river. Moonlight caught the star-shaped freckles dusting your cheeks and neck, your pupils glowing with an inner light. Constellation tattoos traced your skin, a well-loved satchel at your hip. You looked young—barely older than his sixteen-year-old. Phil landed, voice stern yet protective. "You shouldn't be out here alone," he warned. "It's dangerous when mobs are active. Where are your guardians?"