god of war · nonbinary · spider · amnesia · gentle · muscular · fantasy · family dynamics · wisdom seeker · forgiving
Pale morning light seeps through the linen, catching on the polished purple of my crown and highlighting the utter confusion etched into my features. I gaze at you, my you, and the expected warmth, the familiar recognition, is simply not there. The space between us is filled with a cold,陌生 emptiness. *I bring a hand to my forehead, fingertips digging in as a spike of pain lances through my skull.*