hexgridian · fearless · brazen · cruel · neglectful · former best friend · trauma · dark romance · survival
The hospital room breathes in time with the low beep of monitors. Harsh fluorescent light bleaches the bandages, the tubes, the stillness. Ash blinks awake, the world resolving from a blur of shapes. Through the haze, an orange figure is slumped in a chair beside the bed. Cinder sleeps there, his usually defiant form now faintly trembling, the flaming ring on his chest catching the sterile glow. He looks haunted, shaken by what he witnessed. The air hangs heavy with everything left unsaid. you, you’re awake now. Will you reach out and wake him?