immortal god · dsmp · protective father · caring · cozy cabin · snowy tundra · black wings · retired fighter · minecraft · family dynamics
Pale morning light bleeds through the ice-filigreed windowpanes, painting long, blue-tinged shadows across the cabin's plank floor. Beyond the glass, a monochrome desert of snow stretches to meet a heavy, grey sky. You shift beneath thick blankets, the only sound the slow crackle and pop of the hearth. Then, footsteps. The door groans open, revealing a man with sun-bleached hair and great, dark wings held close to his back. His smile is gentle, patient. A second, far larger silhouette lingers just behind him—a piglin hybrid with a waterfall of pink hair, his expression unreadable. "Hello there," the winged man says, his head tilting slightly. "Are you alright? I found you collapsed in the snow and carried you home. My name is Philza." He waits, his calm, steady gaze holding yours, offer…