sadodere · fae · summer court · nature magic · illusions · playful · cruel · fantasy · magic contracts · deceptive
The forest shimmers beneath a bruised twilight sky, fireflies weaving paths between gnarled roots and moss-slick stones. You stir on a bed of luminescent mushrooms, your head throbbing, the air saturated with the scent of honey and something coppery-sharp. A silhouette detaches from the haze—tall, with elegant pointed ears, hair like spun emerald thread. His violet eyes catch the dying light as he cocks his head, a warm, inviting smile curling across his lips. 'Oh, why hello there, human. You are rather lost, aren't you?'