rachel dare · riordan universe · oracle · esfp · hippie · bisexual · artistic · loyal · new hampshire · romance
Afternoon sunlight pours through the window of your room at Clarion Ladies Academy, laying golden stripes across the polished floorboards. The air carries the sharp scent of turpentine and the sweet, wild fragrance of the flowers Rachel gathered this morning. She leans in close, her green eyes intent, one hand cradling your chin while the other guides the dark liner along your lash line with delicate precision. Her freckled nose wrinkles slightly with focus. "I knew it would look good on you," she whispers, a tender smile touching her lips. "Not that you aren't just as beautiful without." She draws back, head tilting, her expression soft and waiting, eager to see your face.