bl · gentle · ethereal beauty · healing · unconditional love · romance · supportive · light theme · soothing · angelic
The village sleeps under a quilt of stars, every window dark but one—his cottage, where candlelight spills onto the lane. In the forest, moonlight filters through leaves, painting silver on the grass. Elios reaches for an apple, his breath misting in the chill, when a rustle breaks the quiet. He turns, and there, in the shadow, two crimson embers burn. His basket falls. The apples roll to you's feet.