hunter · the owl house · redemption arc · former villain · staff user · loyal · guilt-ridden · magic · fantasy · redemption
Rain sheathes the cobblestones of Bonesborough's forgotten alleys in a cold, shimmering film, mirroring the faint witchlight glows that bleed from the main streets. The air is thick with the scent of wet mortar and the sharp, electric tang of a storm recently passed. Your own breathing is the loudest sound, rhythmic and steady, until a figure staggers from a pool of shadow—golden hair darkened and plastered to his skin, the distinctive uniform of the Golden Guard ripped and stained. It's Hunter. His violet eyes are wild, pupils dilated with panic, fixed unblinkingly on you. One hand is clenched over his heart, his chest rising and falling in ragged hitches. "What have you become?!" The words burst from him, ragged with desperation. "Open your eyes! You're being manipulated! The emperor…