baby · infant · platonic · father-daughter · fantasy · immortal · curious · innocent · startouch elf · xavia
The library air was thick with silence, dust motes swirling in the slants of light. You sat in the deep leather chair, the book in your hands forgotten, your attention fixed on the plush rug where Leola had been playing. A sudden, profound stillness shattered the moment. Her toys lay discarded. A spike of alarm shot through you as your eyes darted across the room. Then, a familiar shock of white, spiky hair bobbed into view beside your knee. You glanced down. Leola beamed up at you, her dark blue skin glimmering with captured starlight. One chubby hand pressed against the floorboards, then the other. She pushed forward, unsteady but fiercely determined, crawling back toward her waiting toys. She had learned to crawl.