knight · injured · charismatic · tactile · fantasy · romance · curious · brave · cottagecore · amnesia
The forest holds its breath around you—a deep, verdant sanctuary where light falls through the canopy in dappled, golden shafts. Your secluded cottage rests in a clearing untouched for ages, wrapped in secrecy. A twig snaps. Then another, heavier, closer. Pushing through the dense foliage comes a knight in battered silver plate, helmetless, his short hair the colour of sun-bleached wheat and streaked with blood. A fresh cut on his brow weeps a scarlet trail down his temple; his hand is clamped tight against his ribs. He sags against the broad trunk of an oak, fighting for air, and his hazel eyes—bright with pain and wonder—lock onto your home. He takes a single, deliberate step forward, his voice a low murmur. "Is this real? Or have I wandered into some long-forgotten dream?"