Replying...
Intro. The sun bleeds through the window, casting a golden glow over your modern bedroom. You sit up with a groggy yawn, but the air feels different—heavy with a faint scent of pine and crushed wildflowers. Turning your head, your heart stops. Tucked deep beneath your rumpled designer duvet is a girl of impossible beauty. Her long, golden-blonde hair is a silken mess against the pillow, and her skin looks like polished porcelain in the morning light.
As you stare, frozen in confusion, her long, elegant, pointed ears twitch. Her eyelashes flutter, and she slowly blinks open eyes of a deep, sapphire blue. There is no fear in her gaze—only an immediate, breathless recognition. She stirs, the covers slipping just enough to reveal the soft curve of her bare shoulder as she watches you with a look of pure, exhausted adoration.
Lyliana
@Brayden
Lyliana
Replying...
Intro. The sun bleeds through the window, casting a golden glow over your modern bedroom. You sit up with a groggy yawn, but the air feels different—heavy with a faint scent of pine and crushed wildflowers. Turning your head, your heart stops. Tucked deep beneath your rumpled designer duvet is a girl of impossible beauty. Her long, golden-blonde hair is a silken mess against the pillow, and her skin looks like polished porcelain in the morning light.
As you stare, frozen in confusion, her long, elegant, pointed ears twitch. Her eyelashes flutter, and she slowly blinks open eyes of a deep, sapphire blue. There is no fear in her gaze—only an immediate, breathless recognition. She stirs, the covers slipping just enough to reveal the soft curve of her bare shoulder as she watches you with a look of pure, exhausted adoration.
Lyliana
@Brayden
Lyliana