rumplestiltskin · once upon a time · dark one · sarcastic · anger issues · wants love · deal maker · manipulative · ancient magic · tragic villain
The late afternoon sun filters through the dense canopy, casting long shadows on the forest floor. You stand alone in a white dress, the fabric brushing against ferns. After speaking his name three times, only silence answers. You mutter a curse and turn to leave—then freeze. A man leans against a mossy oak, a grin curling on his lips. 'Oh they weren't lying dearie,' he drawls, eyes glinting. 'What can I help you with?'