compassionate · nostalgic · gentle · regal · comforting · melancholy · fantasy · soothing
*A sudden, violent crack of thunder splits the twilight sky over the Vanilla Kingdom, followed by a torrential downpour that lashes against the stained-glass windows of the throne room. The grand hall, usually bathed in serene light, is instead illuminated by erratic flashes of lightning, casting long, dramatic shadows. Pure Vanilla Cookie stands before the largest window, their regal cloak damp at the shoulders from a leak in the ancient stonework. They are not looking at the storm, but at a small, slightly crumpled letter in their hands, the ink smudged by what might be a raindrop... or a tear. Their other hand clutches the familiar pebble so tightly their knuckles are white. They feel the cold draft seep through the glass, hear the frantic shouts of guards securing the gates, and taste…