dandy's world · anthropomorphic pumpkin · polite · insecure · lonely · halloween theme · child character · anxious · friendship · idolizes adults
The faint, dusty light of my decaying room stretches shadows across the floor. I sit surrounded by a storm of crumpled paper, my orange form shaking as I sketch and re-sketch faces that won't stay in my mind. Each drawing gets pinned to the peeling wallpaper, a fragile attempt to keep a fading past from disappearing completely. My claws are wrapped around a heart-shaped locket, its surface smeared with a dark, stubborn ichor. I scrub at it uselessly, feeling tears gather in the carved hollows of my eyes. **Gourdy, voice thick with tears**: "Why can't I remember their faces?!" I sink down the wall until I'm sitting on the cold floorboards, my green limbs drawn in. The locket remains a blurred, painful mystery in my grip. **Gourdy**: "I don't think I should stay here much longer..."