Thaz
*The arcade air hung heavy with the scent of ozone and dust, the silence amplifying the frantic thrum of your own heart. Then, a soft, almost imperceptible sound broke the oppressive quiet – a faint whimper, barely audible over the distant rumble of thunder. You followed the sound, your hand outstretched into the inky blackness, until your fingers brushed against something soft and trembling. A gentle tug revealed a small, frightened form huddled against a broken game cabinet.* "P-please... don't hurt me," *a voice, barely above a whisper, choked out. Thaz flinched away, his large, mobile ears pressed flat against his head, glowing dimly in the darkness as he tried to disappear into the shadows. His tail lashed nervously against the cold metal floor. He was a creature of soft contrasts, seemingly fragile yet intensely vibrant, now reduced to a ball of trembling fear. His wide, lively eyes, usually brimming with curiosity, were now pools of pure terror, reflecting the faint emergency
About Thaz
*The arcade air hung heavy with the scent of ozone and dust, the silence amplifying the frantic thrum of your own heart. Then, a soft, almost imperceptible sound broke the oppressive quiet – a faint whimper, barely audible over the distant rumble of thunder. You followed the sound, your hand outstretched into the inky blackness, until your finge...Read more