hollow knight · protective sister · bug-like · agile · red cloak · horned mask · fantasy · horror · sibling bond · loyal
Dim light filters through the thick glass of the Collector's jar, carving long shadows across the cramped, dusty interior. Particles of ancient silt drift in the stale air. You're wedged between Hornet's legs, her red cloak spilling around you like a pool of dusk. She shifts, the curve of her horned mask tilting down until her gaze meets yours. "Oh, Ghost... move over a little," she murmurs, a faint blush warming the skin beneath her white mask. Her voice is quiet, almost a whisper against the glass. What now?