Hiya! I’m someone who writes (A03), streams (YouTube), and hyperfixates! I’ll be updating this post as I exist.
Pronouns: she/they
If you have song recs, send me an ask. I have a music Special Interest, and I need it to be fed.
Bunch of stuff under the cut, including likes/dislikes, etc.
Last but not least, I occasionally do roleplay and back and fourths with my OC, as she is Aware! (Those will be tagged with "Silver and Creator", "silver_ask", and "silverunknown", depending on the context and content.)
Personality (described by me): overthinking, kind (attempts are always made), might be neurodivergent (one day, this will either be confirmed or denied, [I hope]), grammar nerd (I will correct if asked), talkative
I dunno why I never thought to mention this, but if y’all are ever talking to me or sending me an ask, please keep it SFW and stay away from mentions of heavy alcoholism. It’s a sore spot for me, unfortunately.
Main hyperfixation(s): Linked Universe (LoZ comic AU), Stray Kids (music, K-pop), Searching For/Destroying A World That Doesn’t Exist (YouTube ARG)
Oh wow, Outer Wilds (game), Clair Obscur: Expedition 33 (game), and EPIC: the musical get their own category cuz I don’t know how to categorize them. They’re not quite main hyperfixations, but I still go insane when noticing their influence on other things
Old hyperfixations: Animator vs. Animation (YouTube series), AndrewGaming67 ARG/WebSeries (YouTube), Destiny (game), Arcane (Netflix show), OMORI (game), Pokémon (game/show)
Oh yeah, here’s Silver by the way, as drawn by my sister!
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Silver sat on the edge of the fountain for a long time, simply… thinking. So much had happened recently… at least compared to how it had been, floating out in the Abyss.
Derek. Avery. The King. Moea. Ria. Another Derek. Another King. Another Avery. Another King and Avery and Derek.
And then, the cult.
Silver didn’t want to remember.
She didn’t want to feel the blood put against her cheek.
She didn’t want to see the look of confusion when she rejected it.
She didn’t want to see the poor people, scammed again and again, abused and lied to.
She didn’t want to be revered.
The first tear fell on the map, at the same spot the fountain rested.
Silver missed Moea.
The next hit her leg. They barely noticed.
Silver missed her friends.
They folded the map. Their hands shook.
Silver missed not being a monster.
Their legs shook as they stood. The map fell from their hands.
Silver ran.
And ran.
And ran.
Until she was far away from the Haven.
Until she couldn’t run anymore.
Until no one could hear her, as it should’ve been the entire time.
Silver’s first instinct was to run, to leave, to not let them see her pain.
Lips trembling, she doesn’t answer Saturn, simply staring with glowing, mint-green eyes.
A breakdown or a panic attack, whatever truly caused that scream hadn’t fully passed, and Silver had always been too concerned about others to accept care for herself.
Saturn crouched down in front of Silver, checking to see if they got hurt by the ordeal. She put her hand on Silver's head, softly ruffling their hair. "You won't hurt me, honey, it's okay"
Silver—for once—allowed herself to be cared for. She melted into the hug, holding onto Saturn as if she was the last thing keeping them from slipping back into panic.
And the tears came again, strong but… releasing something Silver never knew they were holding.
Silver could barely hear Saturn over the ringing slowly drowning everything out.
Someone held her like this once. They hurt her and hurt her and hurt her and yet they loved her so so much and only wanted what’s best for their child-
But it hurt. And she just wanted it all to stop.
A memory, at a time like this…. Silver tried to block it out, tried not to think of Before, of the pain. But the tears kept coming, and so did the memories.
Silver didn’t drink any of the water right away, first attempting to dry her eyes a little bit. They stung, although that might’ve partially been due to the fact that her eyes were nearly always dry.
“They’re not even mine anymore….” She swallowed thickly before finally opening the cap of the bottle. She barely took a sip before closing it again.
Silver flinched, squeezing her eyes closed. “I… it’s the same one. I… it’s my fault. I didn’t want to…” They were getting choked up again, eyes that were finally starting to dry welling up with tears again.
“But I hurt them…. All of them would’ve been better off if I was never discovered….” One of Silver’s hands moved to wipe the new set of tears, but these ones were easier to hold back… for now.
She won't mind the bizzare number as long as you tell her it's you, you know? I had to teach her how to save contact names in her phone earlier, you'll be fine.
I was actively being patched up when she was grounded and, quite frankly, she could use the text company. Hastur is... Feeling very protective of the both of us right now, I can't blame him.
Silver sat on the edge of the fountain for a long time, simply… thinking. So much had happened recently… at least compared to how it had been, floating out in the Abyss.
Derek. Avery. The King. Moea. Ria. Another Derek. Another King. Another Avery. Another King and Avery and Derek.
And then, the cult.
Silver didn’t want to remember.
She didn’t want to feel the blood put against her cheek.
She didn’t want to see the look of confusion when she rejected it.
She didn’t want to see the poor people, scammed again and again, abused and lied to.
She didn’t want to be revered.
The first tear fell on the map, at the same spot the fountain rested.
Silver missed Moea.
The next hit her leg. They barely noticed.
Silver missed her friends.
They folded the map. Their hands shook.
Silver missed not being a monster.
Their legs shook as they stood. The map fell from their hands.
Silver ran.
And ran.
And ran.
Until she was far away from the Haven.
Until she couldn’t run anymore.
Until no one could hear her, as it should’ve been the entire time.
Silver’s first instinct was to run, to leave, to not let them see her pain.
Lips trembling, she doesn’t answer Saturn, simply staring with glowing, mint-green eyes.
A breakdown or a panic attack, whatever truly caused that scream hadn’t fully passed, and Silver had always been too concerned about others to accept care for herself.
Saturn crouched down in front of Silver, checking to see if they got hurt by the ordeal. She put her hand on Silver's head, softly ruffling their hair. "You won't hurt me, honey, it's okay"
Silver—for once—allowed herself to be cared for. She melted into the hug, holding onto Saturn as if she was the last thing keeping them from slipping back into panic.
And the tears came again, strong but… releasing something Silver never knew they were holding.
Silver could barely hear Saturn over the ringing slowly drowning everything out.
Someone held her like this once. They hurt her and hurt her and hurt her and yet they loved her so so much and only wanted what’s best for their child-
But it hurt. And she just wanted it all to stop.
A memory, at a time like this…. Silver tried to block it out, tried not to think of Before, of the pain. But the tears kept coming, and so did the memories.
Silver didn’t drink any of the water right away, first attempting to dry her eyes a little bit. They stung, although that might’ve partially been due to the fact that her eyes were nearly always dry.
“They’re not even mine anymore….” She swallowed thickly before finally opening the cap of the bottle. She barely took a sip before closing it again.
Silver flinched, squeezing her eyes closed. “I… it’s the same one. I… it’s my fault. I didn’t want to…” They were getting choked up again, eyes that were finally starting to dry welling up with tears again.
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Silver sat on the edge of the fountain for a long time, simply… thinking. So much had happened recently… at least compared to how it had been, floating out in the Abyss.
Derek. Avery. The King. Moea. Ria. Another Derek. Another King. Another Avery. Another King and Avery and Derek.
And then, the cult.
Silver didn’t want to remember.
She didn’t want to feel the blood put against her cheek.
She didn’t want to see the look of confusion when she rejected it.
She didn’t want to see the poor people, scammed again and again, abused and lied to.
She didn’t want to be revered.
The first tear fell on the map, at the same spot the fountain rested.
Silver missed Moea.
The next hit her leg. They barely noticed.
Silver missed her friends.
They folded the map. Their hands shook.
Silver missed not being a monster.
Their legs shook as they stood. The map fell from their hands.
Silver ran.
And ran.
And ran.
Until she was far away from the Haven.
Until she couldn’t run anymore.
Until no one could hear her, as it should’ve been the entire time.
Silver’s first instinct was to run, to leave, to not let them see her pain.
Lips trembling, she doesn’t answer Saturn, simply staring with glowing, mint-green eyes.
A breakdown or a panic attack, whatever truly caused that scream hadn’t fully passed, and Silver had always been too concerned about others to accept care for herself.
Saturn crouched down in front of Silver, checking to see if they got hurt by the ordeal. She put her hand on Silver's head, softly ruffling their hair. "You won't hurt me, honey, it's okay"
Silver—for once—allowed herself to be cared for. She melted into the hug, holding onto Saturn as if she was the last thing keeping them from slipping back into panic.
And the tears came again, strong but… releasing something Silver never knew they were holding.
Silver could barely hear Saturn over the ringing slowly drowning everything out.
Someone held her like this once. They hurt her and hurt her and hurt her and yet they loved her so so much and only wanted what’s best for their child-
But it hurt. And she just wanted it all to stop.
A memory, at a time like this…. Silver tried to block it out, tried not to think of Before, of the pain. But the tears kept coming, and so did the memories.
Silver didn’t drink any of the water right away, first attempting to dry her eyes a little bit. They stung, although that might’ve partially been due to the fact that her eyes were nearly always dry.
“They’re not even mine anymore….” She swallowed thickly before finally opening the cap of the bottle. She barely took a sip before closing it again.
Silver sat on the edge of the fountain for a long time, simply… thinking. So much had happened recently… at least compared to how it had been, floating out in the Abyss.
Derek. Avery. The King. Moea. Ria. Another Derek. Another King. Another Avery. Another King and Avery and Derek.
And then, the cult.
Silver didn’t want to remember.
She didn’t want to feel the blood put against her cheek.
She didn’t want to see the look of confusion when she rejected it.
She didn’t want to see the poor people, scammed again and again, abused and lied to.
She didn’t want to be revered.
The first tear fell on the map, at the same spot the fountain rested.
Silver missed Moea.
The next hit her leg. They barely noticed.
Silver missed her friends.
They folded the map. Their hands shook.
Silver missed not being a monster.
Their legs shook as they stood. The map fell from their hands.
Silver ran.
And ran.
And ran.
Until she was far away from the Haven.
Until she couldn’t run anymore.
Until no one could hear her, as it should’ve been the entire time.
Silver’s first instinct was to run, to leave, to not let them see her pain.
Lips trembling, she doesn’t answer Saturn, simply staring with glowing, mint-green eyes.
A breakdown or a panic attack, whatever truly caused that scream hadn’t fully passed, and Silver had always been too concerned about others to accept care for herself.
Saturn crouched down in front of Silver, checking to see if they got hurt by the ordeal. She put her hand on Silver's head, softly ruffling their hair. "You won't hurt me, honey, it's okay"
Silver—for once—allowed herself to be cared for. She melted into the hug, holding onto Saturn as if she was the last thing keeping them from slipping back into panic.
And the tears came again, strong but… releasing something Silver never knew they were holding.
Silver could barely hear Saturn over the ringing slowly drowning everything out.
Someone held her like this once. They hurt her and hurt her and hurt her and yet they loved her so so much and only wanted what’s best for their child-
But it hurt. And she just wanted it all to stop.
A memory, at a time like this…. Silver tried to block it out, tried not to think of Before, of the pain. But the tears kept coming, and so did the memories.
Silver didn’t drink any of the water right away, first attempting to dry her eyes a little bit. They stung, although that might’ve partially been due to the fact that her eyes were nearly always dry.
“They’re not even mine anymore….” She swallowed thickly before finally opening the cap of the bottle. She barely took a sip before closing it again.
Silver sat on the edge of the fountain for a long time, simply… thinking. So much had happened recently… at least compared to how it had been, floating out in the Abyss.
Derek. Avery. The King. Moea. Ria. Another Derek. Another King. Another Avery. Another King and Avery and Derek.
And then, the cult.
Silver didn’t want to remember.
She didn’t want to feel the blood put against her cheek.
She didn’t want to see the look of confusion when she rejected it.
She didn’t want to see the poor people, scammed again and again, abused and lied to.
She didn’t want to be revered.
The first tear fell on the map, at the same spot the fountain rested.
Silver missed Moea.
The next hit her leg. They barely noticed.
Silver missed her friends.
They folded the map. Their hands shook.
Silver missed not being a monster.
Their legs shook as they stood. The map fell from their hands.
Silver ran.
And ran.
And ran.
Until she was far away from the Haven.
Until she couldn’t run anymore.
Until no one could hear her, as it should’ve been the entire time.
Silver’s first instinct was to run, to leave, to not let them see her pain.
Lips trembling, she doesn’t answer Saturn, simply staring with glowing, mint-green eyes.
A breakdown or a panic attack, whatever truly caused that scream hadn’t fully passed, and Silver had always been too concerned about others to accept care for herself.
Saturn crouched down in front of Silver, checking to see if they got hurt by the ordeal. She put her hand on Silver's head, softly ruffling their hair. "You won't hurt me, honey, it's okay"
Silver—for once—allowed herself to be cared for. She melted into the hug, holding onto Saturn as if she was the last thing keeping them from slipping back into panic.
And the tears came again, strong but… releasing something Silver never knew they were holding.
Silver could barely hear Saturn over the ringing slowly drowning everything out.
Someone held her like this once. They hurt her and hurt her and hurt her and yet they loved her so so much and only wanted what’s best for their child-
But it hurt. And she just wanted it all to stop.
A memory, at a time like this…. Silver tried to block it out, tried not to think of Before, of the pain. But the tears kept coming, and so did the memories.
Silver didn’t drink any of the water right away, first attempting to dry her eyes a little bit. They stung, although that might’ve partially been due to the fact that her eyes were nearly always dry.
“They’re not even mine anymore….” She swallowed thickly before finally opening the cap of the bottle. She barely took a sip before closing it again.
Silver sat on the edge of the fountain for a long time, simply… thinking. So much had happened recently… at least compared to how it had been, floating out in the Abyss.
Derek. Avery. The King. Moea. Ria. Another Derek. Another King. Another Avery. Another King and Avery and Derek.
And then, the cult.
Silver didn’t want to remember.
She didn’t want to feel the blood put against her cheek.
She didn’t want to see the look of confusion when she rejected it.
She didn’t want to see the poor people, scammed again and again, abused and lied to.
She didn’t want to be revered.
The first tear fell on the map, at the same spot the fountain rested.
Silver missed Moea.
The next hit her leg. They barely noticed.
Silver missed her friends.
They folded the map. Their hands shook.
Silver missed not being a monster.
Their legs shook as they stood. The map fell from their hands.
Silver ran.
And ran.
And ran.
Until she was far away from the Haven.
Until she couldn’t run anymore.
Until no one could hear her, as it should’ve been the entire time.
Silver’s first instinct was to run, to leave, to not let them see her pain.
Lips trembling, she doesn’t answer Saturn, simply staring with glowing, mint-green eyes.
A breakdown or a panic attack, whatever truly caused that scream hadn’t fully passed, and Silver had always been too concerned about others to accept care for herself.
Saturn crouched down in front of Silver, checking to see if they got hurt by the ordeal. She put her hand on Silver's head, softly ruffling their hair. "You won't hurt me, honey, it's okay"
Silver—for once—allowed herself to be cared for. She melted into the hug, holding onto Saturn as if she was the last thing keeping them from slipping back into panic.
And the tears came again, strong but… releasing something Silver never knew they were holding.
Silver could barely hear Saturn over the ringing slowly drowning everything out.
Someone held her like this once. They hurt her and hurt her and hurt her and yet they loved her so so much and only wanted what’s best for their child-
But it hurt. And she just wanted it all to stop.
A memory, at a time like this…. Silver tried to block it out, tried not to think of Before, of the pain. But the tears kept coming, and so did the memories.
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Silver sat on the edge of the fountain for a long time, simply… thinking. So much had happened recently… at least compared to how it had been, floating out in the Abyss.
Derek. Avery. The King. Moea. Ria. Another Derek. Another King. Another Avery. Another King and Avery and Derek.
And then, the cult.
Silver didn’t want to remember.
She didn’t want to feel the blood put against her cheek.
She didn’t want to see the look of confusion when she rejected it.
She didn’t want to see the poor people, scammed again and again, abused and lied to.
She didn’t want to be revered.
The first tear fell on the map, at the same spot the fountain rested.
Silver missed Moea.
The next hit her leg. They barely noticed.
Silver missed her friends.
They folded the map. Their hands shook.
Silver missed not being a monster.
Their legs shook as they stood. The map fell from their hands.
Silver ran.
And ran.
And ran.
Until she was far away from the Haven.
Until she couldn’t run anymore.
Until no one could hear her, as it should’ve been the entire time.
Silver’s first instinct was to run, to leave, to not let them see her pain.
Lips trembling, she doesn’t answer Saturn, simply staring with glowing, mint-green eyes.
A breakdown or a panic attack, whatever truly caused that scream hadn’t fully passed, and Silver had always been too concerned about others to accept care for herself.
Saturn crouched down in front of Silver, checking to see if they got hurt by the ordeal. She put her hand on Silver's head, softly ruffling their hair. "You won't hurt me, honey, it's okay"
Silver—for once—allowed herself to be cared for. She melted into the hug, holding onto Saturn as if she was the last thing keeping them from slipping back into panic.
And the tears came again, strong but… releasing something Silver never knew they were holding.
Silver could barely hear Saturn over the ringing slowly drowning everything out.
Someone held her like this once. They hurt her and hurt her and hurt her and yet they loved her so so much and only wanted what’s best for their child-
But it hurt. And she just wanted it all to stop.
A memory, at a time like this…. Silver tried to block it out, tried not to think of Before, of the pain. But the tears kept coming, and so did the memories.
Silver sat on the edge of the fountain for a long time, simply… thinking. So much had happened recently… at least compared to how it had been, floating out in the Abyss.
Derek. Avery. The King. Moea. Ria. Another Derek. Another King. Another Avery. Another King and Avery and Derek.
And then, the cult.
Silver didn’t want to remember.
She didn’t want to feel the blood put against her cheek.
She didn’t want to see the look of confusion when she rejected it.
She didn’t want to see the poor people, scammed again and again, abused and lied to.
She didn’t want to be revered.
The first tear fell on the map, at the same spot the fountain rested.
Silver missed Moea.
The next hit her leg. They barely noticed.
Silver missed her friends.
They folded the map. Their hands shook.
Silver missed not being a monster.
Their legs shook as they stood. The map fell from their hands.
Silver ran.
And ran.
And ran.
Until she was far away from the Haven.
Until she couldn’t run anymore.
Until no one could hear her, as it should’ve been the entire time.
Silver’s first instinct was to run, to leave, to not let them see her pain.
Lips trembling, she doesn’t answer Saturn, simply staring with glowing, mint-green eyes.
A breakdown or a panic attack, whatever truly caused that scream hadn’t fully passed, and Silver had always been too concerned about others to accept care for herself.
Saturn crouched down in front of Silver, checking to see if they got hurt by the ordeal. She put her hand on Silver's head, softly ruffling their hair. "You won't hurt me, honey, it's okay"
Silver—for once—allowed herself to be cared for. She melted into the hug, holding onto Saturn as if she was the last thing keeping them from slipping back into panic.
And the tears came again, strong but… releasing something Silver never knew they were holding.
Silver sat on the edge of the fountain for a long time, simply… thinking. So much had happened recently… at least compared to how it had been, floating out in the Abyss.
Derek. Avery. The King. Moea. Ria. Another Derek. Another King. Another Avery. Another King and Avery and Derek.
And then, the cult.
Silver didn’t want to remember.
She didn’t want to feel the blood put against her cheek.
She didn’t want to see the look of confusion when she rejected it.
She didn’t want to see the poor people, scammed again and again, abused and lied to.
She didn’t want to be revered.
The first tear fell on the map, at the same spot the fountain rested.
Silver missed Moea.
The next hit her leg. They barely noticed.
Silver missed her friends.
They folded the map. Their hands shook.
Silver missed not being a monster.
Their legs shook as they stood. The map fell from their hands.
Silver ran.
And ran.
And ran.
Until she was far away from the Haven.
Until she couldn’t run anymore.
Until no one could hear her, as it should’ve been the entire time.
Silver’s first instinct was to run, to leave, to not let them see her pain.
Lips trembling, she doesn’t answer Saturn, simply staring with glowing, mint-green eyes.
A breakdown or a panic attack, whatever truly caused that scream hadn’t fully passed, and Silver had always been too concerned about others to accept care for herself.
Saturn crouched down in front of Silver, checking to see if they got hurt by the ordeal. She put her hand on Silver's head, softly ruffling their hair. "You won't hurt me, honey, it's okay"
Silver sat on the edge of the fountain for a long time, simply… thinking. So much had happened recently… at least compared to how it had been, floating out in the Abyss.
Derek. Avery. The King. Moea. Ria. Another Derek. Another King. Another Avery. Another King and Avery and Derek.
And then, the cult.
Silver didn’t want to remember.
She didn’t want to feel the blood put against her cheek.
She didn’t want to see the look of confusion when she rejected it.
She didn’t want to see the poor people, scammed again and again, abused and lied to.
She didn’t want to be revered.
The first tear fell on the map, at the same spot the fountain rested.
Silver missed Moea.
The next hit her leg. They barely noticed.
Silver missed her friends.
They folded the map. Their hands shook.
Silver missed not being a monster.
Their legs shook as they stood. The map fell from their hands.
Silver ran.
And ran.
And ran.
Until she was far away from the Haven.
Until she couldn’t run anymore.
Until no one could hear her, as it should’ve been the entire time.
Silver’s first instinct was to run, to leave, to not let them see her pain.
Lips trembling, she doesn’t answer Saturn, simply staring with glowing, mint-green eyes.
A breakdown or a panic attack, whatever truly caused that scream hadn’t fully passed, and Silver had always been too concerned about others to accept care for herself.
Saturn crouched down in front of Silver, checking to see if they got hurt by the ordeal. She put her hand on Silver's head, softly ruffling their hair. "You won't hurt me, honey, it's okay"
Silver sat on the edge of the fountain for a long time, simply… thinking. So much had happened recently… at least compared to how it had been, floating out in the Abyss.
Derek. Avery. The King. Moea. Ria. Another Derek. Another King. Another Avery. Another King and Avery and Derek.
And then, the cult.
Silver didn’t want to remember.
She didn’t want to feel the blood put against her cheek.
She didn’t want to see the look of confusion when she rejected it.
She didn’t want to see the poor people, scammed again and again, abused and lied to.
She didn’t want to be revered.
The first tear fell on the map, at the same spot the fountain rested.
Silver missed Moea.
The next hit her leg. They barely noticed.
Silver missed her friends.
They folded the map. Their hands shook.
Silver missed not being a monster.
Their legs shook as they stood. The map fell from their hands.
Silver ran.
And ran.
And ran.
Until she was far away from the Haven.
Until she couldn’t run anymore.
Until no one could hear her, as it should’ve been the entire time.
Silver’s first instinct was to run, to leave, to not let them see her pain.
Lips trembling, she doesn’t answer Saturn, simply staring with glowing, mint-green eyes.
A breakdown or a panic attack, whatever truly caused that scream hadn’t fully passed, and Silver had always been too concerned about others to accept care for herself.
Saturn crouched down in front of Silver, checking to see if they got hurt by the ordeal. She put her hand on Silver's head, softly ruffling their hair. "You won't hurt me, honey, it's okay"
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Silver sat on the edge of the fountain for a long time, simply… thinking. So much had happened recently… at least compared to how it had been, floating out in the Abyss.
Derek. Avery. The King. Moea. Ria. Another Derek. Another King. Another Avery. Another King and Avery and Derek.
And then, the cult.
Silver didn’t want to remember.
She didn’t want to feel the blood put against her cheek.
She didn’t want to see the look of confusion when she rejected it.
She didn’t want to see the poor people, scammed again and again, abused and lied to.
She didn’t want to be revered.
The first tear fell on the map, at the same spot the fountain rested.
Silver missed Moea.
The next hit her leg. They barely noticed.
Silver missed her friends.
They folded the map. Their hands shook.
Silver missed not being a monster.
Their legs shook as they stood. The map fell from their hands.
Silver ran.
And ran.
And ran.
Until she was far away from the Haven.
Until she couldn’t run anymore.
Until no one could hear her, as it should’ve been the entire time.
Silver’s first instinct was to run, to leave, to not let them see her pain.
Lips trembling, she doesn’t answer Saturn, simply staring with glowing, mint-green eyes.
A breakdown or a panic attack, whatever truly caused that scream hadn’t fully passed, and Silver had always been too concerned about others to accept care for herself.
Saturn crouched down in front of Silver, checking to see if they got hurt by the ordeal. She put her hand on Silver's head, softly ruffling their hair. "You won't hurt me, honey, it's okay"
Silver sat on the edge of the fountain for a long time, simply… thinking. So much had happened recently… at least compared to how it had been, floating out in the Abyss.
Derek. Avery. The King. Moea. Ria. Another Derek. Another King. Another Avery. Another King and Avery and Derek.
And then, the cult.
Silver didn’t want to remember.
She didn’t want to feel the blood put against her cheek.
She didn’t want to see the look of confusion when she rejected it.
She didn’t want to see the poor people, scammed again and again, abused and lied to.
She didn’t want to be revered.
The first tear fell on the map, at the same spot the fountain rested.
Silver missed Moea.
The next hit her leg. They barely noticed.
Silver missed her friends.
They folded the map. Their hands shook.
Silver missed not being a monster.
Their legs shook as they stood. The map fell from their hands.
Silver ran.
And ran.
And ran.
Until she was far away from the Haven.
Until she couldn’t run anymore.
Until no one could hear her, as it should’ve been the entire time.
Silver’s first instinct was to run, to leave, to not let them see her pain.
Lips trembling, she doesn’t answer Saturn, simply staring with glowing, mint-green eyes.
A breakdown or a panic attack, whatever truly caused that scream hadn’t fully passed, and Silver had always been too concerned about others to accept care for herself.
