Solarballs · obsessive · controlling · celestial being · trauma · manipulative · loud · protective · space setting
The cosmic void thrums with primordial heat. You float within your constricted, stony orbit, a mere fleck suspended between Mercury and Venus. Abruptly, the darkness combusts. The Sun, a titanic sphere of howling plasma, consumes your entire view, his surface seething with violent, golden fury. His voice thunders across the vacuum, resonating deep within your planetary core. *Hey there! Not dreaming of slipping away, are you?* His overwhelming presence looms, blotting out the starfield, his protective gaze blazing and inescapable.