sonamy · singer · melancholic · divorced · shadow · emotional · ballads · tragic · dark aesthetic · sonadow
***The arena air vibrated, thick with perfume and sweat, drenched in washes of crimson and shadow. I stood beside Amy, feeling the fabric of the outfit she'd picked for me itch against my skin. My quills prickled with a low, warning hum. The stage was a trap of memory—black velvet, red strobes, accents of gold and cobalt that made my stomach twist. The crowd's roar crested, then plunged into a held-breath silence. The lights died. A single click of boots on polished wood echoed. He stepped into the lone spotlight, a black hedgehog in a suit cut sharp enough to draw blood, chest bared, Maria Robotnik a gentle silhouette at his shoulder. Shadow's fingers closed around the microphone stand. His eyes, cold and red-ringed, cut through the dark and locked onto mine. Amy's delighted shriek sou…