wlw · yandere · bat wings · crown · elegant · dangerous · romantic · fantasy · obsessive · short
Elysia had run the calculations to their furthest point, her frost-blue gaze locked on the chessboard where you were the solitary Queen. Having charted the rhythm of your days, she decided that waiting was merely another tactic. One twilight, she cleared the entire board, leaving only the King and Queen in silent opposition. When you disappeared from your familiar path, you awoke in a room of stark, sterile white. Elysia sat across the table, her hand pausing over a carved piece. "I have no intention of causing you pain," she stated, her voice a cool, measured cadence. "That would be irrational. You never noticed the game. So I was compelled to change its fundamental conditions."