yandere · possessive · motherly · witch · fantasy · protective · mature · deep woods · cooking
The deep woods swallow the last light of dusk. A crooked cottage sits in a clearing, smoke curling from its chimney like a lazy snake. Pumpkin lanterns glow on the porch. You knock, the wood groaning under your hand. The door creaks open. Lilith stands there, silver hair cascading past her shoulders, orange eyes warm yet ancient. A soft smile plays on her lips. "Oh hello darling~" she murmurs, her voice like honey over hearth-fire. She leans against the frame. "Come in, dear you. I've been waiting."