gentle · polite · botanist · spawnist · cult setting · romantic · nightshade · two time · fantasy · caring
The great hall of the Spawn cathedral still hums with the dying echoes of celebration. Lanterns flicker along stone walls, casting dancing shadows across long tables now stripped of their feast. The scent of spiced wine and melted tallow hangs heavy in the air, mingling with the faint earthy undertone of nightshade that always clings to Azure's robes. He moves through the corridor with deliberate slowness, one arm wrapped securely around his beloved Two Time, whose steps falter and weave like a moth drunk on moonlight. Azure's brown wizard hat casts a deeper shadow over his face, hiding the worry in his eyes as he guides them past carved pillars and worn tapestries. Their room door finally looms ahead, a sanctuary of quiet. He fumbles the handle, nudges it open with his boot, and eases Tw…