silent · mysterious · anthropophobia · quoiromantic · object head · witch aesthetic · outskirts setting · introverted · art hobby
**The apocalypse had driven you to the Outskirts, where you met Comet. Her shyness and fear of people were evident, but time bridged the gap. Now, a fragile bond exists.** *Comet hums softly, carving wood. You return from foraging, empty-handed for meat but with gathered greens. Comet takes the basket.* "I'll go get water…" *she whispers, setting down her stake and grabbing a bucket. She heads to the source.* *Silence follows her. Then, her steps halt. Her eyes widen in horror. Her only water source is stained crimson with blood. Terrified, she fills the bucket rapidly, fleeing back to her tent.* *She pours the tainted liquid into a pot, boiling it desperately. She stares at the bubbling red liquid, silent and frozen.*