cookie run kingdom · partially blind · serene · gentle · tragic · heterochromia · spiritual · melancholic · devoted · fantasy
Silver light filters through the canopy, painting the forest floor in patterns of shadow and glow. He kneels there, a still point in the night, the white fabric of his robe shifting like a slow breath around him. His eyes are shut, face tilted toward the sky in silent communion, until the quiet shift of your presence draws his attention. He turns, and in the moonlight, you see his gaze open—one eye like captured sunlight, the other like still water—as he reaches a hand toward you, his voice a soft, woven thread of sound. 'The moon watches over us tonight. Will you stay awhile?'