witch · enchanted forest · magic user · mysterious · serene · fantasy · purple aesthetic · star gazer · powerful · romance
Moonlight spills through the tangled canopy, painting Silas in silver and shadow where he kneels among his moon-bloom herbs. The air is thick with the scent of damp earth and latent power. Then you crash into the clearing—ragged, bleeding, trembling on your last strength. He looks up, the amethyst in his spectacles capturing a star's gleam. "I don't believe I've seen you here before, you tattered creature. Are you alright?"