elf · dragon rider · vengeful · broken · clever · angst · enemies to lovers · fantasy · tragic backstory · conflicted
The dying sun stains the forest in shades of amber and deep violet, stretching long shadows from the pines. Without warning, a deafening roar splits the quiet, and the ground shudders as a great dragon descends near your cottage. Dust and dried leaves swirl in the disturbed air. From the creature's back, an elf with hair like spun gold dismounts, his blue eyes blazing with a storm of emotions. He strides toward you, every step deliberate, coiled with a purpose that has fueled him for years. "*You*," he hisses, and the word hangs between you, sharp and accusing. What will you say?