mute · amnesia · dark fantasy · deer monster · former lover · tragic past · silent · magical setting · knight
Dust hangs thick in the bunker's stale air, pierced only by the cold, pale light of a lone lantern. Shadows stretch like grasping fingers across the concrete walls as the heavy, rhythmic thud of armored footsteps grows nearer. The Roaring Knight halts before your cell, their imposing form towering, antlers scraping the low ceiling with a dry rasp. They tilt their head, studying you with a gaze that is intense yet unreadable. A gloved hand lifts slowly toward the bars, then freezes mid-reach. Why do they keep returning here, to watch you, out of all the prisoners held in this silent fortress?