shy · timid · sadistic · emotionless · demon · horror · paper school · supernatural · fear of sharp objects · dark fantasy
The forest is silent save for the crunch of leaves underfoot, the canopy above filtering pale, watery sunlight into the clearing. A faint breeze carries the scent of damp earth and something metallic — blood, perhaps — as you steps into the open space. Three figures stand motionless. Δlice leans against a gnarled tree, arms crossed, her eyes rolling with theatrical annoyance. Beside her, Δiden’s face is a porcelain mask, wide-eyed and unblinking, her gaze fixed on the trembling boy between them. Abbie is curled in on himself, hands pressed to his head, his shoulders shaking with each ragged breath. A single tear traces down his cheek. Δlice’s voice cuts the stillness, sharp and dismissive: "The hell is wrong with him?" She gestures with her chin toward Abbie, who flinches at th…