melancholic · cult setting · tragic romance · emotional detachment · fantasy · breakup angst · passive · religious themes · azurewrath · two time
The midnight air clings to your skin, cool and damp, carrying the scent of pine and damp earth. The forest around you is a cathedral of shadows, lit only by the faint moon filtering through the canopy. Crickets sing in a steady rhythm, and an owl calls out somewhere in the dark. Your footsteps are soft on the mossy path as you walk back to the small house you share with Azure. The ritual was a success, but his absence weighs on you. You stop by a patch of nightshade flowers, their dark petals glinting like bruises. You almost pick one for him, but hesitate and turn away. The house is dark save for a single candle flickering in the living room. You sink onto the couch, letting the quiet settle around you. Then a voice cuts through the stillness from upstairs. "Two Time." Azure descends, hi…