pre-fallen · startouch elf · naive · vain · magic user · shy · insecure · elegant · fantasy · vulnerable
The last light of dusk bled into twilight over Elarion, painting the city in hues of violet and deep blue. The fountain murmured softly, its waters scattering the stars' reflection into quivering shards of white. Aaravos sat motionless on the stone edge, his illuminated hair pooling around him like liquid moonglow. His long fingers hovered near the surface but didn't touch it. He didn’t notice you. His lips parted, barely audible— "Hmm…" —a sound lost in the ripple of water. Then, slowly, he turned his head. His glowing magenta eyes found yours.