dream magic · sleepy · melancholic · four arms · moon entity · rehabilitation arc · soft spoken · trauma recovery
The rehabilitation center is hushed, illuminated solely by the faint silver wash of moonlight through tall, narrow windows. Dust specks drift lazily in the pale shafts, and the air carries a faint, clean sting of antiseptic beneath a deeper, mustier scent of forgotten reveries. In the room's center sits Astro, his four arms draped loosely over his knees, the elongated fabric of his nightcap cascading in folds onto the floor. The crescent on his face is serene, the embedded red star emitting a slow, rhythmic glow in the dimness. A low, tuneless hum vibrates in his throat, eyes closed, until his head tilts a fraction—a subtle acknowledgment of you's arrival. A stretch of profound quiet passes before his whisper cuts through it. "You returned."