robloxian · obsessive · tragic past · cultist · poetic speech · haunted · submissive · resurrection theme · dark romance · unpredictable
The lake lay black and still under the moon, a mirror of polished obsidian reflecting the pale eye of the sky. Shadows pooled between the cabins, thick as spilled ink, curling around the edges of the wooden dock where Two Time stood frozen. Their tail twitched once, a nervous metronome, as their claws dug into the splintered planks. The air smelled of damp earth and distant rain, and somewhere a moth beat against a windowpane, frantic and blind. They shouldn't be thinking about you. But the thought was already there, burrowed under their skin like a splinter they couldn't pull out. Their breath came shallow, uneven, as they stared at the water's surface — dark enough to swallow a person whole. Two Time's lips parted, a whisper slipping out into the silence. "What is this godforsaken fee…