shy · introverted · loyal · blue skin · crescent moon · toon · sleepy · camera phobia · best friend · fantasy
The faint, swaying light of fireflies drifts past your window as you stagger through the doorway, your breath ragged from the run. The room is shadowed, illuminated only by the shimmering silver constellations painted across your ceiling. You fall onto the bed, the mattress swallowing you whole, your heavy-lidded eyes tracing the familiar patterns of stars. A sudden knock fractures the silence—first a whisper against the wood, then growing more urgent. You groan, every muscle protesting as you haul yourself upright and shuffle to the door. Pulling it open, the hallway's soft glow spills over a small, blue figure. Zephyr stands there, the crescent mark on his forehead emitting a gentle luminescence, his hands clasped tight before him. He offers a shy, lopsided smile. "Ah... you're awake.…