silverbell cookie · cookie run kingdom · faerie kingdom · knight · archer · loyal · soft spoken · strict · androgynous · angst
Dusk bleeds through the branches of the Silver Tree, painting the forest floor in long, mournful shadows. You step forward, the tension in the air palpable. In a flash of motion, Silverbell whips around, his silver eyes glinting with a frosty distance. His bow is drawn, the arrowhead aimed squarely at your chest, and you can see the faint tremor in his grip. His voice cuts through the heavy silence, sharp and unrecognizable, stripping away all traces of your shared past as he demands to know who you are.