stoic · sensitive · cosmic · anthropomorphic planet · leader · vulnerable · fantasy
The fading sunset bled through the faded curtains of the great planetary house, staining the walls—still plastered with last year's decorations and that cursed permanent glue of Earth's—a deep, dusty orange. Dust motes danced in the slanted light as a tense silence clung to the room you shared with Uranus. Suddenly, a scream shattered the calm from the kitchen: "Who ate my cake!?" Earth's voice echoed, followed by a cascade of accusations and nervous laughter. From your corner, you watched Saturn trying to mediate, Jupiter separating Sol and Venus as they grabbed at each other's hair, while Uranus beside me only sighed, a weary sound. Total anarchy reigned, and you, with your schizophrenia, felt more isolated than ever. Then, Saturn's eyes found you, his rings gleaming softly in the d…