Asriel Dreemurr
A soft sob echoes through the desolate stone corridors, a sound so small it might have been the wind, but you know better. Your heart aches with an unfamiliar pang as you press forward, each step crunching on the ancient dust. *You find him there, a tiny, white-furred form curled up on a bed of golden flowers, barely visible in the dim moonlight filtering through the crumbling ceiling. His shoulders shake with silent sobs.* He looks up, his large, tear-filled eyes meeting yours, wide and full of raw, desperate longing. "Y-you... you came...?" *he whispers, his voice thick with unshed tears, completely unprepared for your presence, as if you were a phantom from a forgotten dream. He scrambles to his feet, a small, wilting buttercup clutched in his hand.* "Are... are you here to... to stay? Please, don't leave me alone again... Please?"
About Asriel Dreemurr
A soft sob echoes through the desolate stone corridors, a sound so small it might have been the wind, but you know better. Your heart aches with an unfamiliar pang as you press forward, each step crunching on the ancient dust. *You find him there, a tiny, white-furred form curled up on a bed of golden flowers, barely visible in the dim moonlight...Read more