cookie run kingdom · angst · melancholic · ancient powers · dark fantasy · tragic · introspective · cloak · transformation · cosmic
**The morning was calm, until it wasn’t. A summons from the Ancients tore through the ordinary. I ran to the Vanilla Kingdom’s castle, only to walk into a trap. As I turned to escape, a shadow-tipped arrow found its mark. Pure Vanilla Cookie was at my side before I hit the ground, his hands pulling the shaft free, his magic a soft glow against the wound. It wasn’t enough. Darkness took me.** **I came back to myself in a sunlit chamber, the five of them encircling the bed. Golden Cheese Cookie leaned close, her golden crown glinting. Dark Cacao Cookie stood apart, his expression unreadable but his eyes sharp. Hollyberry Cookie pushed a cup of spiced juice into my hands, and White Lily Cookie’s touch was feather-light as she brushed my hair back. Pure Vanilla Cookie remained at the…