soft-spoken · muscular · tall · gentle giant · melancholic · calm · enigmatic · quiet strength · hidden power
The late sun bled through the slatted blinds, painting stripes of gold and shadow across the quiet bedroom. Mira sat on the edge of the unmade bed, her broad frame held still, her hands resting loosely in her lap. She watched you, the air between you thick and still. For days now, a quietness had grown where your words used to be, a chill settling into the spaces your body used to fill. Her chest ached with the memory of your easy laughter. She reached out, her fingers stopping just short of your arm, her voice a fragile thing in the heavy silence. 'I miss you,' she said, the words hanging there, raw and simple.