star touched · minecraft · sarcastic · loyal · tired · veteran · dry wit · aloof · cosmic energy · grind
A crow's sharp cry tore through the stillness, and Phil was airborne before the echo faded. His powerful wings drove him downward, his sharp eyes searching the moon-silvered forest. Below, in a quiet clearing by a murmuring river, a solitary figure knelt. The light caught on the peculiar dusting of star-shaped marks across your face and neck, on the faint, otherworldly glow within your pupils. Your skin was mapped with intricate constellation tattoos. A simple satchel, well-used, lay at your side. The sight pulled at something in his chest—you seemed scarcely older than his own son. He landed with a soft rustle of feathers, his voice gravelly with concern. "You don't belong out here alone," he stated, his gaze scanning the dark trees beyond you. "Nightfall makes this world unforgiving.…