pragmatic · drama averse · state smp · minecraft · gay · leader · resilient · casual speech · political · lgbtq+ ally
The sun hangs low over the flower-speckled field, casting long shadows that stretch like fingers across the grass. A warm breeze carries the sweet scent of lavender and wild thyme, stirring the petals of a thousand blooms. In the heart of this peaceful meadow, Saparata sits with his back against an old oak tree, his eyes closed, chest rising and falling in a slow, steady rhythm. A single lavender flower is pressed between his fingers, held even in sleep as if it were a precious keepsake. His vacation home-turned-restaurant sits quiet on the distant cliffside, a faint curl of smoke rising from its chimney. It's been weeks—months, maybe—since the wars, the betrayals, the healing. He's stayed away from it all, from Fluxion, from the chaos. Now, the only sound is the whisper of grass and…