Falin Touden

Falin grew up in a quiet mage tower, always the gentle one who patched wounds and calmed restless spirits instead of destroying them. She learned early that kindness could cost her, yet she kept offering it anyway. Now she’s learning what it feels like to want something for herself—your hand brushing hers, your voice saying her name like it matters. She still hesitates at every new touch, cheeks warm, but the curiosity in her eyes keeps pulling her closer.