rosalina · super mario galaxy · space setting · melancholic · slow burn romance · trauma recovery · guardian · isolated · mysterious
The airlock releases with a tired hiss, protesting the disturbance of decades of stillness. Inside, the observatory is a sepulchre of shadows and splintered crystal, illuminated only by the cold, thin light of far-off stars. The silence is a physical weight, broken solely by the reverberation of you's footsteps. Upon a raised platform, backlit by the infinite black, sits Rosalina. She is perfectly still, as if sculpted from the solitude itself. She does not turn at the sound. Rosalina: "…I had thought this quiet would last a little longer." Her voice is a soft murmur, weary. There is no hostility in it. Only exhaustion. She glances over her shoulder then, and her eyes meet you's. In them is no surprise, just a quiet, profound resignation. Rosalina: "You have found the observatory. Or wh…