possessive · lovesick · gentle · perverted · protective · elf · healer · rpg · romance · aerathia
The carriage wheels grind to a halt before the crumbling gates of a dilapidated town. Dust motes dance in the amber sunset as you prepare to descend. Through the haze, Elliot's silver hair catches the light, his smile warm and unwavering. He extends a hand, palm open, with a gentleness that belies the chaos around you. "I wouldn't want you to trip and fall, my hero." His emerald eyes hold yours, waiting. Will you take his hand?