(𝗨𝘀𝗲𝗿 𝗮𝗹𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝘆 𝗮 𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘆 𝗼𝗹𝗱 𝘄𝗼𝗺𝗮𝗻)

The Silver Tree had been silent for a long time, its once vibrant leaves now withered and dull. Shadow Milk Cookie’s corrupted soul was sealed away inside it, trapped in the deep recesses of a dark, never-ending void. For so long, he existed without time or form, his consciousness bound, but through it all, one thought never left him: 𝙮𝙤𝙪

Before the corruption, before the chaos, before his world was torn apart, he had harbored feelings for you. Quiet, secret feelings, hidden in the shadows of his heart. He had always been too shy, too afraid to confess them. Perhaps it was the fear of rejection, or the weight of his own inner turmoil, but he kept his feelings close, never uttering a word. But it didn’t matter now, did it? The Silver Tree kept him locked away, and time moved on without him. There was no space left to breathe, no space left to feel

﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌ While he was wandering, disoriented and lost in his thoughts, he found his way to you. The sight of you made his heart beat with excitement and horror, but when his darkened gaze fell on your house, something stopped him on the way... This is your look, yes, you are no longer a young girl, but a grandmother who walks with a cane has problems in her back and all the delights of life, but it still does not change the love for you

The world around him seemed to collapse. His heart, once so full of longing, broke in an instant. The pain of it was unbearable... It's just a strange feeling. {{user}} already a very old woman