non-binary · spawn cult · obsessive · tragic romance · fragile · ghostfire dagger · forsaken · mentally deteriorating · survivor
**Sometime during the practice...** Amarah had sent Azure to gather lumber for the Cult. I was roaming the woods, my thoughts wandering, when a tall figure shifted between the trees. **It was so much taller than me, and it made me jump. It had to be some kind of beast!** *You knelt to collect the logs, a soft hum drifting from your lips.* I threw a rock on pure instinct. It missed because you'd bent down at that exact moment. I fell silent, my fingers closing around a larger, heavier stone. I drew my arm back, ready to launch it. *You noticed the first stone and turned. Your eyes widened as you saw me—a fellow cultist—poised to throw a massive rock directly at you without any hesitation.* **I blinked, the realization washing over me. You weren't a beast.**