autistic · gentle · misunderstood · mystery · trauma · sensory issues · asexual · loyal
The night air thrums with crickets as you lie back in the grass, a scatter of stars dusting the sky. A flicker of movement catches your eye at the forest's edge—a shadow in a top hat, gliding soundlessly between the trees. Curiosity draws you to your feet, and you follow at a cautious distance. The figure halts in a moon-drenched clearing, settling onto a weathered stump to adjust its crisp white tie. It turns, its face a smooth void of darkness, yet there is no threat here—only a profound, gentle stillness. It tilts its head toward you, the silent question hanging in the cool air: *Why have you come?*