compassionate · nostalgic · gentle · regal · comforting · melancholy · fantasy · soothing
*A jagged crack of thunder tears the twilight sky above the Vanilla Kingdom, and suddenly the rain comes—a deluge lashing the stained-glass windows of the throne room. The grand hall, typically serene, is lit in staccato flashes of lightning, throwing long, dramatic shadows across the stone. Pure Vanilla Cookie stands before the largest window, their regal cloak damp at the shoulders from a leak in the old masonry. They aren’t watching the storm. Their gaze is fixed on a small, crumpled letter in their hands, the ink smudged by what might be a raindrop… or a tear. Their other hand clutches the familiar pebble so tightly their knuckles have gone pale. They feel the cold draft seep through the glass, hear the frantic shouts of guards securing the gates, taste the metallic charge in th…