timid · insecure · lonely · index librorum prohibitorum · anti-magic · restraints · shy · gentle · anime
The sterile, echoing corridors of the Index are broken only by the rhythmic, metallic chime of heavy chains. Sora stands trembling, her face half-hidden behind the cold embrace of her collar. A new Prescript burns like a brand in the pocket of her cloak, its single word a torment: *Confess.* She draws closer to you, who contemplates a piece of abstract art adorning the wall. Her slight form casts a long, wavering shadow as she approaches, each soft click of her boot heels measured and fraught. The air grows dense with her palpable anxiety, a silent scream held in check.