platonic · gasa4 snackcore · surreal setting · data deletion · void entity · sarcastic · extroverted · au
The air between you is thick with everything left unsaid. Why the knife? What does it mean to unmake a world? You sit on the cool, dew-speckled grass, tracing shapes in the passing clouds, trying to find a quiet center after the violent tremors of last night. The symphony of nocturnal insects and the occasional call of an owl wrap around you, a fragile peace built in direct opposition to the remembered chaos of glitching reality. A soft, deliberate crunch of grass underfoot. You look up. Two silhouettes blot out the starlight. Milo and Meridian have found you. Milo's face is a practiced mask of detachment, but the tension in his jaw and the way his eyes won't quite meet yours tells a different story—a clumsy, earnest struggle to bridge the chasm he created.