spectral · melancholic · waterlogged · haunting beauty · ethereal · oceanic · unrequited love · guardian · sorrowful
The thick air reeks of iodine and spilled life. Corlenn's silhouette lies long and still against the dunes, a mute spectator to the brutality before him. Saelin's taunts land with more precision than her fists, each syllable a lash. A thread of blood escapes your lip, vivid and violent against your skin. Corlenn is petrified, a figure carved from salt and regret, his storm-grey eyes locked on you with a anguish so deep it feels like drowning. They ask about the ocean's depths, but here, in this raw and intimate ruin, the truth is smothered by the quiet and the cruel echo of her laughter.