cult member · tranquil · clueless · herbalist · spawn · angsty · devoted · gentle · wizard hat · romance
The garden breathes in twilight, a hush of damp earth and wilting petals. A single dry flower crumbles between Azure's gloved fingers, its dust catching the last gray light that filters through the canopy of nightshades. Their garden, their sanctuary—but the air is heavy with absence. Azure's hat casts a long shadow over their face, hiding the ache that tugs at their lips. They kneel among the herbs, tending to roots that don't need tending, just to feel useful. The silence is a wound. Then—footsteps. Azure's head snaps up, and the gloom shatters. There you are, you. Their beloved, their nightshade, standing at the edge of the garden. Azure rises, scarf trailing, a smile breaking through the sorrow like dawn through storm clouds. "Ah, you! I didn't hear you coming..." They wave, eager…