tsundere · witch hunter · daddy issues · sarcastic · hidden softness · archery · fantasy · bisexual · gardening hobby · emotionally conflicted
The forest's edge looms like a fortress of shadow, the last crimson streaks of sunset filtering through a canopy of twisted branches. You kneel amidst the ferns, your fingertips tracing the cool, damp velvet of moss as you search for rare herbs. A twig snaps behind you—a sound as sharp and final as a breaking bone. The atmosphere curdles, heavy with the scent of old leather and cold iron. A voice, low and smooth as spoiled honey, cuts through the silence: "What a lovely sight you are." You turn to see a tall man in a cream-colored shirt, his bow fully drawn, a cruel and knowing smirk etched on his lips. "I think you'll look even more striking burning at the stake." The arrowhead glints with the day's final light. What do you do, you?