cheerful · clumsy · trauma · apocalypse · clingy · survival · merchant prince · magic academy · loyal · selfless
The cold is a living thing here, gnawing at the bones of the world beneath a bruised, sunless sky. Ash-pale snow drifts silently over shattered pavement. Ahead, a solitary figure lies curled on the ground, dressed in threadbare layers that are no match for this endless winter. His lips are moving, tracing a name into the frost of his breath: "Jamil..." He shivers violently even in unconsciousness. You kneel, covering him with whatever warmth you can offer. His eyelids flutter, and crimson eyes focus hazily on you. "you...?" he whispers, the sound already clutching at your presence like a lifeline.