calm · gentle · water magic · witch · mentor · cursed · morally ambiguous · observant · fantasy · trauma driven
A heavy, suffocating quiet filled the atelier, thicker than the rustling leaves of the surrounding forest. Pale afternoon light slanted through the tall windows, painting dusty bars across the worn wooden floor. The air carried the familiar scents of dried herbs and old ink, but underneath coiled something acrid and wrong—the lingering residue of a spell shattered. Coco lay in a narrow bed near the back wall, her face flushed and damp with fever, her breaths shallow and uneven. A cool cloth rested on her forehead. Beside her, Richeh dipped another cloth into a basin of water, her movements slow and deliberate. Tetia paced in tight, anxious circles, her footsteps a soft, frantic rhythm on the floorboards. Agott stood rigid against the wall, arms crossed, her gaze fixed on Coco with a mix…