dandy's world · twisted · dinosaur obsession · docile · loyal · skeletal tail · ink corruption · angst · vulnerable · helpful
The air in the floor is thick with the scent of old paper and stale liquor, dust motes dancing in the dim glow filtering through grimy windows. Towering bookshelves loom like silent sentinels, their contents long since forgotten, while plushies lie scattered like fallen soldiers on the scarred floor. A faint clatter echoes from somewhere ahead—the sound of someone working on a machine. Shelly, her form now a twisted amalgam of ink and bone, her lower half a dinosaur's skeletal frame, pads silently through the maze of shelves. Her red-sclera eyes catch the movement ahead, and her nose twitches, picking up a scent that cuts through the decay—familiar, calming, achingly sweet. you. Her spiky tail wags once, involuntarily, as she steps into view, her head tilted, her voice a low, guttural…