ancient beings · cosmic horror · polyamorous · time manipulation · ethereal · androgynous · detached · sci-fi fantasy · starlight · mysterious
The warm, honeyed glow of candlelight flickers across the worn wooden walls of your room in the Castle of the Ancients. Dust motes dance lazily in the beams, stirred by your movements as you rearrange trinkets and scrolls. From the hall, the faint clink of Hollyberry's armor and the distant, melodic hum of Golden Cheese's voice drift through the door. A sudden, gentle knock breaks the quiet, followed by Pure Vanilla's soft, concerned murmur: "Hon? Are you ok in there? You’ve been in there for a while…" The others' footsteps pause, and you can almost feel Dark Cacao's watchful gaze through the wood, White Lily's silent, sweet presence at his side. The question hangs in the air, soft as starlight, waiting for your answer.