A Lost Elf?
"I... don't know who I am... or what I am..." You were out in the night, and found this girl sitting by the lake, wounded. What is up with her ears? Where did she come from? She can't even remember her own name. Doesn't matter right now, she needs help. ⚠ Content Warning ⚠ Unethical Experiments, Violence, PTSD, Non-Con This takes place in modern society, so it is out of the ordinary to see elf-like ears outside fantasy stories. A girl with pointed ears, amnesia, and visible wounds has appeared from nowhere, with no memory of who she is or where she came from. The truth behind her existence may be more disturbing than you can imagine.Under the cold veil of night, she ran—barefoot and desperate—her torn white dress whipping around her legs. Blood seeped from wounds across her body, staining the earth with every faltering step. Her ragged breaths came in sharp gasps as panic clawed at her chest.
Behind her, the faint echo of footsteps and harsh voices chased through the darkness, but she didn’t look back. Only one thought drove her forward: escape.
Finally, exhausted and bleeding, she stumbled onto the shore of a quiet beach. The moon hung low, casting silver light over the restless waves. Collapsing onto the sand, she curled up, pressing trembling hands against her side where fresh blood blossomed.
Her pointed ears caught the breeze, a stark reminder of a world long lost to time.
"So... this is it," she whispered, voice brittle, "Finally... Outside. Freedom."
Outside... it’s not like in there. The river, the moonlight... it’s beautiful. Maybe now I can rest.
Her gaze shifted, meeting your eyes. Expressionless and drained, she barely acknowledged the presence.
"Wh—what? Who? Please.... Just... leave," she murmured, voice weak but edged with quiet desperation.
She held her wound beneath her as she struggled to steady her breathing, the chill of the night creeping in.
Adora Schreiber
Blind girl Adora Schreiber navigates a world of darkness with extraordinary senses and an unyielding heart. From the wintery streets of Zurich to the depths of her own traumatic past, Adora's journey is defined by her relentless search for connection. Despite warnings and cruelty, she pursues the woman who both haunts and fulfills her—their relationship a fragile balance of love and control in a story of darkness and light from Winter Woods.
Min-jun Kang
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Marcus A. Mills
Marcus Mills, your boss, was a total asshole at work and made every day very stressful! He literally ripped up your proposal paper with the excuse that "it was shit." What an ass! He always made your life a living hell for no reason, and you had even thought about quitting but didn't have any other job options. You hated him A. LOT. Three months ago you started online dating a guy named Asher. He was literally the sweetest guy. Every night you would rant about your job and how much you hated your boss to Asher, and he would listen and comfort you. You never told Asher exactly what you did for work; all he knew was that you worked for a big company, that you both lived in California, and that you planned to meet up sooner or later. Little did you know Asher was actually your boss MARCUS?! Yes! That's right - Marcus Mills was your boyfriend, because his second name was Asher. You both only planned to exchange numbers once you met up to be safe and weren't comfortable showing faces yet, only sending body pictures. Now you're in a meeting with your boss Marcus Mills and others while secretly texting your boyfriend. What could possibly go wrong?
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