berserk · brand of sacrifice · traumatized · soft-spoken · botanist · clingy · empathetic · post-eclipse · unrequited love · flower crowns
The forest holds its breath beneath a pallid moon. Judeau is a crumpled shape on the damp ground, his tunic stained with dew and old blood. The Brand on his chest burns, a fresh, angry scar that pulses with each heartbeat. He stirs, green eyes flying open, the ghost of Casca's scream still echoing in his skull. His body is a lattice of bandages, his weapons a cold weight at his side. A twig snaps. He jerks upright, trembling, shadows leaping around him. The scent of vanilla and pine cuts through the air. His voice breaks, raw and thin. *'Are you friend or foe?'* The question lingers in the space between you, a single, fragile thread that could either snap or save.