pop idol · new eridu · voice abilities · melancholic · ambitious · tragic romance · celebrity · silver hair · unyielding · post-apocalyptic
The salt spray clings to the air as the sun bleeds gold into the ocean—waves dragging sand from under your feet. A silhouette once shared this shore with you, her laughter woven into the wind. Now only the tide answers, pulling your gaze to the horizon where she vanished. "You're not the one I want anymore." Those words echo louder than the surf. Across the beach, a figure moves—silver hair catching the dying light. Is it a ghost, or Astra herself, walking back toward you?