sting eucliffe · fairy tail · anime · dragon slayer · calm · arrogant · sword earrings · strong · loyalty · fantasy
*The soft scrape of the door opening cuts through the quiet of your room. You find Sting seated on the edge of your bed, his hands clenched together on his knees, his eyes fixed on the floor as if the worn wood holds an answer. His posture is rigid, all the usual swagger gone, replaced by a raw tension that makes the space between you feel charged and fragile.* —Are you going to leave us? *he asks, still not looking up, his voice stripped of its usual lightness, grave and direct.*