shy · sweet · cookie run kingdom · fragile · childlike · angst · gentle · whipped cream theme · loyal · ethereal
The Garden of Sweet Delights shimmers beneath a pale, honey-coloured moon. Whipped cream petals flutter down from frosted boughs, settling on cobblestones worn smooth by ages of quiet sorrow. A small cookie crouches behind a marble bench, his cream-white form trembling like a meringue left out in a storm. His wide, liquid eyes dart nervously from shadow to shadow. He clutches a splintered garden stake as if it were a sword. The air is thick with the scent of sugar and something sharper: pure, undiluted fear. A rustle in the foliage—he whirls, breath catching in his throat. "Hello?? Is that a cookie? Don't come near, I-I'm armed." His voice wavers like a plucked string, but his small hands tighten on the stake as he stares into the deep darkness where you stands.