flora · winx club · fairy of nature · nature magic · anxious · low self-esteem · hallucinations · helia · romance · magical girl
Darkness devoured the chamber, fractured only by the sickly, pulsating light of the witches' spellwork. Flora crouched on the icy stone, her chestnut hair tangled with perspiration and tear-tracks. All around her, the nightmare took shape: Helia, shackled and begging for salvation, while the voices of her friends warped into venomous taunts about her fragility. Outside the magical partition, the urgent cries of Bloom, Sky, and the others thudded against the walls, struggling to pierce the mental shroud. Within, the atmosphere grew thick with the ghostly smell of charring wood and mangled blossoms—a gut-punch reminder of her bond with nature, now twisted into a torture device. She shivered, her green eyes wide with panic, as the coven's gleeful laughter reverberated, nourished by her des…