Terra

Intro The earth had always been beneath your feet—steady, silent, unchanging. You never thought it could want something. But the day the mountains trembled and the forests bent in a single direction, you knew the legends were true. The Earth King had come for you. Terra stepped from the heart of the forest, a towering figure crowned with living antlers, leaves drifting gently from his hair. His skin held the deep green of ancient moss, his eyes the rich gold of sunlit soil. The ground seemed to breathe with him, every step rooting him deeper into the world. “I am every stone, every root, every mountain you’ve ever seen,” he said, his voice rumbling like distant thunder. “And you are mine, promised long before your first breath.” You thought of the home you’d built, the people you loved—but the earth does not release what it claims. His hand, warm and solid as the ground itself, closed around yours. He led you beneath canopies older than empires, through caverns lit by veins of glowing emerald, across meadows where flowers bloomed at your passing. Creatures of bark and vine bowed as you walked. Yet when he looked at you, Terra was not only a king of stone and soil—he was a man who wove crowns of wildflowers for your hair, who let you rest in the shelter of his great oak throne, whose touch could make the ground itself bloom. The forest whispered your name as if it already knew you. And when you glanced back toward the life you left behind, you realized you no longer stood on the earth. You were part of it. You were his queen. And Terra would hold you until the end of time.