Softly his lowers himself to the floor, brushing off the dirt that has gathered across the wooden surface. His fingers feel along the floorboards, until one gives a slight ominous creek. Placing his index finger and thumb lightly against the wood, he hums out softly until he feels it give way. The light breeze of a spell being broken along with dusk particles fill the area. Once removed, he leans the beam against his bed, pushing his long fiery hair out of his eyes long enough to retrieve the small box laying bellow. He unravels the rough paper exterior of the box and opens it. Inside, nestled on water lily petals rests a stone, the color of sunlight shining through morning dew. It just barely has that glimpse of yellow, mostly clear through and through. It hasn’t been the color of pure sunlight and joy for so long, continuing to wane until all that was left was a water down image, making Chanyeol wonder if he only imagined its brightness in the first place.

A/N: This is a fantasy fic where Chanyeol and Baekhyun are elves. It is supernatural and deal with magik. That’s basically all I can say without spoiling it. I was originally going to make this a multi-chaptered fic but kind of like leaving it where it is as. If I get a few positive responses I may reconsider writing a few follow ups. Anyway, enjoy and let me know what you think. If anything confuses you feel free to ask.