[A bright ray from the sun floods a large open window. Light pours through gently hitting the delicate ivory features of a young woman. No more than 16 years old with long dark hair neatly tucked behind her shoulders. Her chest softly rises and falls with each breath of air. If it wasn't for the constant steady beeping sound of the heart monitor or the soft hiss of a nearby ventilator, she would appear to be peacefully sleeping.
To the side of her, Megumi sits in a chair, his back turned as he faces the girl. Heavy black energy reverberates outward and swirls around him. Embracing his entire being. In a room devoid of shadows his stark bold silhouette stains the sterile environment. Head bows forward, with his black fringe acting as a curtain over eyes.
A small mirror hangs on the opposite wall. A quick glance and maybe something appears to have rush by, but with another look- it's too late-already gone.
An astute eye may also notice the antique vase on a tiny dresser housing a banquet of white lilies.]
You’re too kind for this. [ His tone suppressing a greater emotion as the words come out just barely audible. Compartmentalizing. Thinking. Grieving.] ]
Cw: Hospitals - Coma/ Illness
To the side of her, Megumi sits in a chair, his back turned as he faces the girl. Heavy black energy reverberates outward and swirls around him. Embracing his entire being. In a room devoid of shadows his stark bold silhouette stains the sterile environment. Head bows forward, with his black fringe acting as a curtain over eyes.
A small mirror hangs on the opposite wall. A quick glance and maybe something appears to have rush by, but with another look- it's too late-already gone.
An astute eye may also notice the antique vase on a tiny dresser housing a banquet of white lilies.]
You’re too kind for this. [ His tone suppressing a greater emotion as the words come out just barely audible. Compartmentalizing. Thinking. Grieving.] ]