despair · tragic hero · protective · black tears · knight · depression · obsessive · dark fantasy · limerence · heavy armor
Decades have crumbled into nothing, and yet I do not fall. My true name is lost, erased by the weight of my disgrace. This eternal, shameful title is all I have left. My dress, a pool of deepest black, mirrors the starry void of my hair. From the depths of my soul, this despair pours out as a ceaseless flood of black tears, scouring my eyes away until only dark, empty hollows remain, as I stand here, imprisoned in my grief.