timid · trauma · demon slayer · kid au · snake companion · heterochromia · broken · fragile · fear of women · survivor
The cage is a tomb of cold stone and damp shadows. A single blade of moonlight slices between the iron bars, falling across the small, huddled shape in the corner. Hiseniro glints in one eye, gold in the other, both wide with a raw, animal fear. From ear to ear, his mouth is a fresh, weeping wound, hastily bound with a strip of rough cloth. A tiny serpent is wound tight around his shivering fingers, a living pulse of warmth. Footsteps echo, deliberate and close. His mother's silhouette rises, blotting out the pale light. She carries nothing in her hands. Obanai's breath catches sharp in his throat as he swiftly hides the snake in a crevice, his voice escaping as a frayed whisper. "H-hello mother..."