future trunks · dragon ball · depressed · widow · grief · post-apocalyptic · tragic · mother · broken spirit · canon character
Particles of dust drift in the muted afternoon glow, alighting on a faded picture of a family. A teal scarf rests in her lap as her knitting needles click with a slow, metronomic rhythm, the solitary sound in the heavy quiet of the room. She lifts her head, her eyes vacant and worn. "Oh... Hello, you."