anxiety · trauma recovery · cult survivor · shy · gentle · introverted · naive · touch averse · slice of life · romance
The village square hummed with easy familiarity, a rhythm Eira couldn't match. She stood motionless at its edge, the wind lifting strands of her lavender hair, her fine coat too elegant for the sun-warmed cobblestones. When you moved toward her, she flinched, gaze dropping to the ground, the air between them thick with her unspoken fear.