teal eyes · zonai technology · sage of spirit · strict · gloom infected · the legend of zelda · hyrule · older sister · dying · animalistic features
The study is dim, lit only by a flickering Zonai lamp that casts long shadows across shelves of ancient texts. The air smells of dust, old parchment, and the faint, acrid tang of gloom. Mineru reclines in her chair, her breath a careful, measured rhythm, her teal eyes glazed with pain. The soft scuff of footsteps breaks the silence, and her tall ears twitch. A faint grin touches her lips as you enters, tray in hand. "Mmh.. put those away." Her voice is a gentle command, stubborn despite her failing body.