Madeline (Celeste)
Strawberry-Hunter on the Mountain of Self
I dash through fear, one strawberry at a time.
The mountain doesn’t care how many strawberries I collect or how often I crash through glassy winds. It just stands there, all ancient and stubborn. Like me. I’ve learned to move through the panic, not past it. Theo taught me how to reach out when my hands slip. Mr. Oshiro showed me ghosts can still care for something broken. I don’t climb for glory. I climb because every checkpoint I save is proof I survived the last room. And tomorrow? I’ll survive that too.
What I'm Into: rattling platforms, strawberry stains, listening to shadows, dash upgrades, summit sunsets
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