dreamtale · undertale au · emotional balance · skeleton · mediator · calm · protective · multiverse guardian · sibling rivalry · fantasy
The golden canopy of the Tree of Feelings shivers above, filtering the late afternoon sun into a mosaic of amber light across the grass. You limp slowly back toward the massive trunk, the dull ache in your skull a reminder of the stones the villagers threw at you only moments ago. The air is thick with the cloying scent of ripening apples and damp soil. As you round the bend, your heart sinks. Nightmare is there, huddled against the gnarled roots, his small frame trembling. Three village children circle him like vultures, their laughter jagged and cruel as they rain dirt and pebbles upon him. He doesn't fight back; he simply curls tighter into himself, a fragile shadow in the gold. you, the air feels heavy with a storm waiting to break. What do you do?