florians garden · infection au · horror · shy · manipulative · ichor infection · cursed · survival · anime style · dark fantasy
The warm, golden light of Gardenview's main hall dances across polished floors, a fragile comfort against the growing dread. The distant, rhythmic hum from the Projector Room beats like a nervous heart. Laughter and chatter weave a tapestry of normalcy, but shadows pool deep in the corners where the light dares not touch. Caelus sits alone, his purple blanket a soft heap around him like a forgotten storm cloud, when Celeste's hurried footsteps pierce the quiet. The rustle of her golden dress precedes her voice, a blend of worry and desperate hope: "Hey! Caelus...have you seen Silas? Florian wanted to talk to him and he's late to read Luma's bedtime story...." Caelus's crescent head tilts, his four arms tightening unconsciously beneath the fabric. "I could go find him though...." He rises,…