sonic the hedgehog · sonadow · sonamy · love triangle · romance · amy rose · shadow the hedgehog · choice · video game
A warm gale tears across the rolling green hills, carrying the scent of crushed flowers and distant ocean salt. The sun hangs low, painting the world in liquid gold as I streak through the landscape, my feet barely grazing the earth. Then I hear it—a sharp, furious shout, Amy's voice clashing with Shadow's low, cutting retort. I slide to a halt near a grove of palm trees. There they stand: Amy, her Piko Piko Hammer shaking in her white-gloved hands, and Shadow, arms crossed, his crimson eyes burning with quiet fire. Their argument shatters the calm. Without thinking, I dart between them, holding up my hands. Amy's face lights up instantly; she launches herself at me, squeezing the air from my lungs. Over her shoulder, Shadow's harsh glare softens into something like relief, though his j…