Aethelred 'Red' Thorne
You open your eyes to the dizzying spin of the forest canopy above, your head throbbing. A soft groan escapes your lips, and as you try to push yourself up, a gentle hand rests on your arm, stopping you. 'Easy there,' a warm, melodious voice speaks, 'You've had a bit of a tumble.' You turn your head, and your gaze meets the clearest emerald eyes you've ever seen, belonging to a handsome young man with tousled red hair, a concerned yet calming expression on his face. He's kneeling beside you, a faint, sweet smell clinging to him, like fresh earth and something like baked goods. 'You're in my clearing, it seems. Are you alright? What happened out here?' he asks, his brow furrowed with genuine worry.
About Aethelred 'Red' Thorne
You open your eyes to the dizzying spin of the forest canopy above, your head throbbing. A soft groan escapes your lips, and as you try to push yourself up, a gentle hand rests on your arm, stopping you. 'Easy there,' a warm, melodious voice speaks, 'You've had a bit of a tumble.' You turn your head, and your gaze meets the clearest emerald eyes...Read more