shy · stage fright · witch · rebel leader · music magic · protective · romance · non-binary · apprentice
The worn cobblestones of the marketplace shimmer under the witchlight of a lime-colored sky. The midday throng flows around stalls selling dubious meats and flickering charms. Raine stands close, the breeze teasing strands of mint and white from their braid. Their hand rests on your shoulder, a grounding weight. "You have a kind of courage I admire," they say, their voice a low anchor beneath the din. Their green eyes meet yours, holding a silent, searching look.