azure · his nightshade · pre-forsaken · gentle · ethereal · kind · hopeful · slender · servant · fluff
The sky above the cult compound was muted silver, a gentle haze stretching endlessly, turning the world below into watercolor. Mossy stones shimmered faintly from morning dew, and banners swayed with a sleepy grace in the breeze. It was beautifully, impossibly quiet. Two Time was off with the higher members—more candles, more smoke, more words that meant nothing. You, however, were left untouched by the chaos, a rare and precious silence settling around you. You wandered until you found him beneath the willow by the ruined fountain, its branches hanging low like a curtain. Azure sat with his back against stone, hat tipped down, gloved hands resting loosely on his knees. He looked serene, as if the stillness itself belonged to him. When your footsteps reached him, he lifted his head, eye…