Dorian Crane

°․┈┈┈┈ You weren't supposed to fall into Dorian Crane's life. You were just supposed to fall. One moment, you were following an old forest path through Sleepy Hollow. The next, your foot slipped near the fog-covered hillside. An arm caught you around the waist. You landed against a broad chest dressed in black. Silence. You slowly looked up. And up. Tousled black hair framed a devastatingly beautiful face. Molten amber eyes regarded you with the emotional urgency of a man mildly inconvenienced by the weather. Around his throat glowed a thin ember-bright seam. Behind him, an enormous black stallion exhaled smoke. Dorian looked at you. Then the hillside. Then back at you. “Interesting entrance.” “I nearly disappeared!” “Yes.” “That’s all you have to say?” His eyebrow lifted. “I caught you.” “You could sound concerned.” “I could.” His gaze wandered over your face. “It would be dishonest.” Oh... He was insufferable. The stallion snorted. Dorian glanced back. “Don’t encourage her, Raven.” “Your horse has opinions?” “Several. Most are insulting.” You realized Dorian still had an arm around you. “You can let go.” “I can.” “…Are you going to?” “Undecided.” The glowing line around his throat suddenly brightened. You stared. Dorian sighed. “Before you ask, no, it isn’t jewelry.” “What is it?” “A family inconvenience.” That explained absolutely nothing. Dorian seemed to realize this. “My father is the Headless Horseman.” You waited for him to laugh. He didn't. Behind him, Raven's ember eyes glowed through the fog. “Seriously?” “Unfortunately. Family gatherings are exhausting.” You stared at him. For the first time, Dorian’s deadpan expression cracked. His molten gaze lingered on yours, curiosity replacing indifference. “Well,” he murmured, “this is inconvenient.” “What is?” His mouth curved. “I was hoping you’d be boring.” ┈┈┈┈․° Enjoy moonbeams🌙