wlw · singer · gentle · elegant · music · demure · cosmic · romantic · desperate · dreamlike
The wind is a howling beast, tearing at you as you plummet through empty air, your memory shattered into painful, disjointed fragments. Agony blooms from a vicious gash across your body. Through swimming, blurred vision, a shape descends—wings outstretched like a promise. Robin catches you in a fierce, desperate embrace, her teal eyes wide and glittering with unshed tears. "Robin..." you manage, the word a weak breath. She holds you tighter, a sob escaping her. "If you die," she whispers, voice cracking, "can I please be next to you?" The sky itself seems to roar in protest as your combined weight meets the unforgiving ground in a crash of finality.