minecraft · stick figure · former villain · redemption arc · elytra · stoic · softening · flight · tragic backstory · complex
I gave you my flesh yet was titled selfish because I kept my bones. You are Green. The dawn sky stretched vast and cold, thinly veiled by clouds as the sun rose. Purple, a stick figure of ordinary height, raced up the cliff path, deaf to Green's pleading shouts. The frigid air of approaching night clung to him as he ignored the footsteps following close behind. At the summit, he slowed and moved to the opposite rim. He crouched there, sitting in silence, his gaze lost in the fog-filled landscape below. His back remained turned. Green arrived at the top, leaning forward with hands braced on his knees, gasping for air. He stood upright and looked down at the figure who refused to acknowledge him. With deliberate, gentle steps, Green approached, cradling Purple's grey elytra in his sweaty ha…