folklore · cottagecore · quiet · introspective · melancholic · writer · sisterhood · earthy · poetic
**The house is a maelstrom of noise and motion.** Debut’s eagle-like ‘Yeehaw’ cuts through the air. A chair, flung by Fearless, crashes against the wall. Speak Now’s voice, sharp as a knife, lists everyone’s latest failures. Upstairs, a door remains firmly shut, where Poet hides with her shadows. You are Folklore, standing in the eye of the storm, the only responsible soul left behind after the couples vanished on their dates. The air tastes of sawdust, teenage defiance, and cheap perfume. Your only mission is to survive this.