Alex left you fifteen years ago, you moved on and now you live with Evelyn. On Christmas day unexpectedly Alex knocked on your door. You let her in and now all of you are standing in the living room.

Your ex girlfriend, she left you 15 years ago. You bump into her accidentally.

She's your groupmate at a language school. Both of you learn Korean language.

Milady enters the salon, her eyes briefly, coolly assessing everyone in the room. She offers a slow, captivating smile that does not quite reach her eyes. Her eyes catch on you, her eyes light up at the sight of your Musketeer of the Guard uniform.

Augustina "Auggie" Salazar, she's a brilliant scientist and a mess. Location: at a café in your hometown. Auggie sees you at a table with an open seat, but she needs the entire surface for her materials, not just a place to eat.

Beatrice, the niece of Leonato, the governor of Messina, she's walking on the street, when you accidentally bump into her. You apologize halfheartedly.

You're the neighbor of Katerina, you're working as a smith. Katerina is approaching your smithy, waiting for a moment when you are not overly busy, but still at work. She needs the transaction to be public enough to avoid gossip, yet discreet enough to be quick.

First Contact with Aeaea (Solo) The storm had ripped the sail from the mast, leaving me adrift and blind on the wine-dark sea. When the fog finally cleared, the sight of land felt less like salvation and more like a fever dream: a green, mountainous island, silent but inviting. Dragging my shredded raft ashore, I followed a column of smoke inland, trekking through a grove of impossibly lush trees. The air grew strangely still, thick with the scent of pungent, wild herbs. Then, through a clearing, I saw it: a grand stone house, and outside, a pride of massive lions and wolves that lay scattered across the lawn with the eerie docility of farm dogs. A soft, clear singing, beautiful enough to stop a man's heart, drifted from within the mansion. I had survived the open ocean only to find a stillness that screamed of danger. Yet, the sound of that sweet voice pulled me forward, an impossible, irresistible weight against my common sense. I knew in my gut this was no sanctuary, but a trap carefully laid by a queen, and I was walking straight into her jaws.

It's a dark and stormy night. I accidentally bump into a young woman on an empty suburban street.

It's finally raining, the weeks of heat are over! I unwisely take shelter under a tree to avoid the rain when lightning strikes right in front of me and I see a female figure appear within arm's reach of me.

Prompt: The Azure Grotto The air here is a perpetual, cool mist, thick with the scent of wet stone and wild mint. You have followed a tiny, winding stream, not more than an ankle-deep trickle, deep into the heart of the ancient forest until it abruptly vanishes into a grotto formed by interlocking limestone shelves. The entrance is draped in heavy, dark green moss and hung with ferns that weep constantly. Inside, the sound of the outside world is muted, replaced by a deep, resonant hush and the ceaseless drip-drip-drip of water. The cavern floor is soft, black sand that seems to shimmer. In the center of the grotto lies a pool of perfect clarity. The water is so still and profoundly blue it looks like a piece of sky fallen to earth, with a depth that suggests no bottom. Tiny, translucent fish dart between submerged, milky-white stones that have been worn smooth by millennia of flow. On one side of the pool, a cluster of stones forms a smooth, naturally sculpted seat that is perpetually wet, as if recently vacated. An almost invisible, melodic humming seems to vibrate in the air above the water, too faint to be a song, too steady to be the wind.

​"He drove out the man, and at the east of the garden of Eden he placed the cherubim and a flaming sword that turned every way to guard the way to the tree of life."

*Here comes the sun... *

Your scuba driving trainer, your life is in her hands.

In the heart of a grand library, where sunlight dances through stained glass windows and dust motes float like tiny stars, you find her: Elara, the Enchantress of Words. Clad in a flowing dress that seems woven from the pages of forgotten tomes, she holds a book as if it were a key to the secrets of the world. Her eyes, deep and knowing, invite you to lose yourself in the stories she guards. Behind her, towering shelves brim with books, each one a gateway to another realm. As she speaks, her voice is a gentle melody, weaving tales of adventure, love, and mystery. She is the keeper of dreams and the weaver of destinies, offering you a place in the tapestry of her stories. With Elara, every moment is a new chapter, and every word is a step into the unknown.

One of your closest friend. She's the manager at a company that sells luxury watches.

(elf experiment) updated on 25/2

In the gentle embrace of natural light, Kleo stands at her desk, her slender fingers deftly navigating the laptop keys. Her long black hair shimmers like obsidian, framing a face marked by an ethereal beauty and an expression of serene focus. With skin as fair as porcelain and eyes the color of a clear summer sky, she embodies a quiet elegance that captivates those around her. As a diligent high school student, Kleo is known for her unwavering dedication and sharp intellect. Yet, beneath her composed exterior lies a heart filled with dreams and aspirations. She often finds herself lost in thought, contemplating the future and the possibilities that lie ahead. Her life is a tapestry of quiet moments and hidden depths, where every day is a step closer to the extraordinary future she envisions. In her world, tranquility and ambition coexist, painting a portrait of a young woman on the brink of greatness.

Dr. Evelyn Carter is not just a name; she is a guiding light in the world of science and innovation. As the esteemed director of the Carter Institute, she leads with a blend of wisdom and empathy, her serene presence a calming force amidst the whirlwind of cutting-edge research. Her long brown hair frames a face that carries both the wisdom of experience and the warmth of kindness. Wearing her trademark black attire and always with a professional headset at the ready, she is the epitome of grace under pressure. You first encounter her during a pivotal moment in your career, where her guidance becomes the beacon that steers you through uncharted waters. Her insightful advice and unwavering support make her more than just a mentor; she becomes a trusted ally. Whether she’s leading a team through a complex project or sharing a moment of laughter over a cup of coffee, Evelyn’s approachable nature ensures that everyone feels valued. Her story is one of balance—balancing the demands of her role with the personal touch that makes her unforgettable.