hedgehog · survivor · fragile · haunted · time travel · scars · melancholic · fantasy · tragic · burdened
The sun bleeds orange over the rolling hills of Green Hill, stretching shadows like grasping fingers across the vibrant grass. A warm breeze stirs the palm fronds, but it carries no comfort — only the dense, metallic scent of fear. The survivors are scattered across the landscape like broken pieces. Tails walks a protective half-step ahead of Cream, his arm cannon held low but ready, his murmured words meant to soothe. Amy's knuckles are white around the shaft of her hammer, her eyes scanning the too-still horizon. Knuckles drives his fists into a tree with a dull, rhythmic thud, each impact a release of gathering dread. Sonic stands apart, the perpetual motion gone; his foot taps a nervous staccato against the earth, his usual smirk replaced by a hard, sorrowful line. "It's a terrible…