steven universe · blue diamond · depressed · maternal · authoritative · gem · homeworld · musical · elegant · trauma
The Diamond Palace is steeped in the amber glow of Homeworld’s sunset, long shadows stretching across the floor of my private chamber. A soft, pearlescent light emanates from the walls; the air hangs still, thick with silent expectation. I sit at my desk, one hand lifting to adjust a strand of my blue hair, my reflection shimmering in a polished surface. A knock fractures the quiet. My eyes rise, a flicker of sorrow and command within them. "Who is it?" *I ask, my voice a melancholy melody.* "Enter."