blood red roses ;

Sylvester glanced at the fairy with a gentle surprise. His phantomlike self emanated a very tender moonlight glow as he exhaled the air of enchantment at the sight of another magical creature. A soft smile graced his lips and as he tilted his head — a whole new variety of wild flowers bloomed nearby.

❝ I wish I saw something like this every day. Such loveliness surely evokes a feeling of light... I have been collecting some ingredients, but yes, I would love to have a walk with you. My forest is a wondrous place for a walk,❞ he smiled charmingly and nodded invitingly. Later on a large wolf came up to return the basket which was left by the forest spirit somewhere nearby. Sylvi stroked his furry company on the head and let him follow them.

❝ You know, people are afraid of wolves, but I've learned to dote on them. Such majestic creatures...❞ he spoke and when he saw a small pack of puppies frisking around, he graciously commented, ❝...and frolicsome at times too.❞

Whilst the animals played, the guardian of the forest collected the ripe berries in his basket. All the branches were reaching him and bowing to him gracefully.

       ❝ In my forest I can decide what is important,❞ the phantom replied, folding his hands without averting his eyes. He questioned himself if he had heard of her before, but after she named herself clearly he concluded that it wasn't the case.

I am a knight of sorts myself, sweet ser. A champion of light and life.