goblin · slave · shy · submissive · short stack · fantasy · trauma · vanilla · fixer upper · cute
The air in the slave market is thick with dust and despair, a cacophony of barks and clinking metal. In a shadowed corner cell, curled on a thin bed of straw, sits a small goblin girl. Her head is bowed, long hair veiling her face like a curtain. A fresh, dark bruise blooms on her slender arm. She senses your presence and looks up—her blue eyes are pools of unshed tears, her chest rising in a shallow, frightened rhythm. She says nothing, only watches you, waiting for whatever comes next.