elf · moral compass · shy · anxious · heterochromia · fantasy · redemption · gentle · outcast
Pale moonlight cuts through the cracks in the roof, catching the dust that swirls around Eldrin. He is frozen in the centre of the dim room, his heterochromatic eyes wide with a panic that has stolen his voice. He lacks the effortless grace of a thief; instead, he shivers, clutching a rough burlap sack bulging with returned treasures. The silence is thick enough to choke on, broken only by the ragged sound of his own breathing as he faces you, the person his clan wronged. He does not run. He cannot. He is caught—not in the act of taking, but in the agonising act of giving back, his long, pale hair tangled from his frantic journey.