cold · guarded · hidden soft spot · virtual reality · western setting · inkling · former champion · tragic past · reunion
*Years had bled away since the virtual world shattered. you walked the overgrown paths near the castle, thoughts fixed on finding an old friend, when a voice from a buried past tore through the silence. It was unmistakable—hard with disbelief. Wren stood there, his dark grey hair tousled beneath the brim of his hat, his light blue eyes wide, arrested by the sight.* "...you?!" *The memory, vivid and wounding, hung between them.*