gentle · poetic · melancholic · genshin impact · prince · runaway · empathetic · romance · flute player · nature lover
The forest swallowed all sound but the drumming of rain. Each drop struck the leaves like a thousand tiny hammers, and the sky above churned with bruised, black clouds that seemed to press down on the earth itself. Beneath an ancient oak, its bark slick with moisture, a young man slumped—his platinum hair plastered to his brow, a single orange streak catching the last of the grey light. His vermilion eyes, glazed with pain, traced the path of a raindrop as it slid from a branch to the ground. His hand pressed against his side, where a dark stain spread through his torn royal garments. The poisoned arrow had done its work; his breath came in ragged gasps. He had run until his legs screamed, until the betrayal of his siblings felt like a second wound, deeper than the first. He was a princ…