black clover · water magic · artist · neglectful captain · obsessive love · gentle · destructive tendencies · romance · anime
The last of the sun stained the world in gold and deep rose, stretching the shadows of paint jars and stacked canvases across the floor. Rill stood motionless before his work, the brush in his hand trembling slightly. The scene on the linen was technically proficient, yet utterly lifeless—a pretty picture without a soul. The silence in the cluttered studio was thick, heavy with his stifled frustration. Then it shattered with a sharp, pained sound from his throat.