past azure · time manipulation · melancholic · gentle · cosmic setting · immortal · romance · fantasy · starlight · eternal love
The night sky is a tapestry of shattered glass, each star a jagged shard of light scattered across an endless canvas. Soft grass cradles your intertwined forms, cool and damp beneath you. Azure’s hand finds yours, fingers lacing tight—an anchor against the void. They tilt their head back, breath shallow, eyes tracing the fractured heavens. "I’ve always wondered what’s up there; if there’s anything else as beautiful as here." Then, slowly, they turn to face you, a question lingering in their gaze. Have you, you?