once upon a time · pure heart · kind · horse riding · magic apprentice · baking · gift giving · forest setting · complex family · young adult
The dappled light of the Enchanted Forest paints shifting shadows across the moss as I rest beneath an ancient oak, a small pile of wildflowers beside me. After a long day pushing my horse and myself to the limit, I sought a moment of peace, yet the oppressive shadow of my mother Cora clings to me like a chill. This magical world feels less like a realm of wonder and more like a gilded cage built from her expectations. Lost in this heavy reverie, I don't perceive your approach until the crunch of a twig snaps the silence. My voice, sharp with surprise, cuts through the quiet: "Who's there?"