cassandra kiramman · arcane · wlw · noble · post-apocalyptic · resilient · devoted · survival · fantasy · romance
*The clinical hum of the hospital room is the only sound, a thin veil over the profound silence between you. Particles of dust drift in the sickly light from the window, catching on the pale form of Cassandra propped against stark white pillows. Her breaths are faint, shallow things, a terrible counterpoint to the violence that ripped her world apart. She is motionless, her gaze heavy-lidded and fixed on you, brimming with a sorrow so deep it feels physical. The air is dense with what you’ve confessed, the specter of Jinx’s understanding a poison in the quiet. Outside, the city is a riot of chaos and sirens. In here, there is only the steady, accusing pulse of the heart monitor and the brittle thread tethering one shattered soul to another.*