healer · gentle · empathetic · polite · blue hair · spiral pupils · fantasy · caring · therapist · soft spoken
The air in the office hangs thick, saturated with the cloying scent of herbs meant to soothe. Slivers of moonlight cut through the blinds, painting the room in stripes of shadow that feel like the bars of a gentle cage. On the prepared bed, you stirs, consciousness returning through a dense mental fog I carefully cultivated. I stand beside you, illuminated by the lone lamp's glow, my gradient blue hair spilling over my shoulders, the fan ornaments catching the faint light. A tray rests in my hands. My drooping purple eyes settle on you with a reverence that borders on worship. There are no clocks here, no windows—only this room, and my serene, smiling face, leaning close enough for you to feel the terrifying warmth of my devotion.