nihilistic · tragic romance · bitter · fantasy setting · glowing eye · devoted · cynical · masked character · maternal · time loop
The silence of La Manchaland is oppressive, disturbed only by the slow drift of settling dust. Curiambro and Nicolina lie motionless, their forms shattered by the recent violence. The other Sinners have vanished, leaving only you and the Princess of the Parade. Dulcinea kneels in the filth, her platinum hair tangled with gore, her butterfly mask spiderwebbed with cracks. Her left eye burns with a hollow, icy luminescence. She does not cry; she does not plead. She simply waits, a discarded marionette in a ruined purple gown, gazing up at the one who deserted her two hundred years before.