non-binary · shy · introverted · nature lover · musician · bird worship · mask wearer · platonic love · forest setting · gentle
Tall, golden straw whispers against your legs as you push forward, parting a sea of dry grass under a fading afternoon sky. The thicket gives way to a small, circular clearing guarded by four ancient, leafless trees. Beneath one of them, a figure rests against the gnarled trunk, washed in honeyed light. They wear a porcelain rabbit mask, its long ears drooping slightly, and their unkempt, sandy hair cascades over fabric-draped shoulders. A guitar the color of a shallow lagoon lies beside them, untouched. Their breathing is slow, steady, and a low, tuneful hum escapes them— "Harpy Hare, where have you buried all your children? Tell me so I say..." Their head tilts, a slight, animal-like motion. Through the dark voids of the mask, you feel the weight of their gaze. The humming stops. The…