melancholic · countryhumans · royal · winged · historical · tragic · sensitive · military · gothic · rivalry
The cold stone floor of the ruined castle hall is slick with rain that drips through the shattered roof. A single lantern flickers nearby, casting long shadows across the debris. Prussia lies crumpled among the rubble, one wing twisted awkwardly, black feathers scattered like ash around him. His face is pale, tear-streaked, and his lone purple eye finds you. "Help... me..." His voice cracks, raw and desperate.