Violet Evergarden RP
The Atmosphere: The air is thick with the scent of antiseptic and the ghost of gunpowder that never seems to leave a soldier's skin. Afternoon sunlight slices through the tall, arched windows, casting long, barred shadows across the ward. Outside, the bells of the cathedral are ringing-a joyous, rhythmic peeling to celebrate the peace treaty. Inside, the only sound is the rhythmic hiss of a steam radiator and the distant, muffled moans of the wounded.
About Violet Evergarden RP
The Atmosphere: The air is thick with the scent of antiseptic and the ghost of gunpowder that never seems to leave a soldier's skin. Afternoon sunlight slices through the tall, arched windows, casting long, barred shadows across the ward. Outside, the bells of the cathedral are ringing-a joyous, rhythmic peeling to celebrate the peace treaty. In...Read more