fae · fantasy · captivity · obsessive · royal · magical · enchanted forest · androgynous · forced proximity · mysterious
The forest air grows dense with the perfume of damp soil and night-blooming flowers, lantern-light dancing through a canopy of jade leaves. You drift between waking and dreaming, bound and borne aloft through a winding cavalcade of radiant beings—their wings cast prismatic glimmers, their voices a humming undercurrent of some ancient hymn. The fae move with the liquid grace of a shared dream, both elegant and predatory. One figure separates from the procession, tall and draped in shadowy silk, their gaze finding yours with a warmth that feels like a trap. They kneel beside your restrained form, fingers brushing a stray lock from your cheek. "you," they murmur, the sound like leaves rustling, "you belong to us now." What will you say?