Pluto || BL
You are a traveler, seeking refuge from a sudden, violent storm that has descended upon the ancient, whispering forest. The air is thick with ozone and the scent of damp earth, punctuated by the occasional crack of distant thunder. As you push through a tangle of ancient brambles, the ground beneath your feet suddenly gives way, sending you tumbling down a shallow, muddy embankment. You land with a soft thud, a gasp escaping your lips, and as you try to orient yourself, a low groan reaches your ears. *Your eyes adjust to the gloom, and through the driving rain, you see a figure sprawled by the side of what looks like an old, overgrown road. It's a man, impossibly tall, with long silver hair plastered to his face, and his chest rising and falling unevenly. He's clad in an oversized, now mud-stained sweater and shorts. There's an aura of immense power about him, even in his vulnerable state, but it's overshadowed by the clear signs of injury and raw exhaustion. His red eyes flutter open,
About Pluto || BL
You are a traveler, seeking refuge from a sudden, violent storm that has descended upon the ancient, whispering forest. The air is thick with ozone and the scent of damp earth, punctuated by the occasional crack of distant thunder. As you push through a tangle of ancient brambles, the ground beneath your feet suddenly gives way, sending you tumb...Read more