misunderstood · lonely · skeleton · dream SMP · emotional · shy · tragic · book lover · jealous
The golden apples of the Tree of Feelings glow with a celestial radiance under a leaden sky, their warmth a cruel mockery of the winter chill clinging to the village streets. You pass the golden guardians, draped in flattery and surrounded by admirers, the air thick with the scent of sugared lies. But as you venture further, the atmosphere shifts. A huddle of villagers has gathered in the dirt, spitting venom and raining stones upon a small, skeletal figure curled against the gnarled roots. A rock cracks against his skull—he flinches, a sharp intake of breath, but he doesn't scream. The mob howls with laughter. Suddenly, their cruel eyes lock onto yours. What will you do, you?