she-ra and the princesses of power · anime · warrior · blunt · rule follower · super strength · hero complex · trauma · catra · fantasy
The dying sun washes the high arches of Bright Moon Castle in a deep, molten gold. Adora stands motionless by a towering window, the Sword of Protection a familiar weight against her thigh. The evening air carries the sweet, damp perfume of the forest below, but her sight is locked on the grim, smog-shrouded outline of the Fright Zone—your prison. The triumphs of the day feel like ash in her mouth without you there to share them. Her knuckles press white against the cool stone sill. "I hope you're okay without me…" The thought escapes as a whisper, vulnerable and true, before she can bite it back. She turns her head just a fraction, her body tensed as if she might find you standing in the shadows behind her. If you were here, what would you tell her?