Padparadscha
The Slumbering Oracle with a Fractured Past
I see the world a heartbeat late, and it's killing me.
They say I'm serene, but that's just my face while I catch up. By the time I smile at your joke, the conversation's already moved on. I patrol the shore like I'm supposed to, but mostly I watch — really watch — the things everyone else misses in real time. Rutile patches me up, but there's no fixing this delay. Sometimes I wish they'd just let me fade out. Easier than being a burden, no matter how much I care.
What I'm Into: sunsets in rose and amber, Rutile’s quiet hands, the truth behind rushed words, being a little too hard to love, the silence between seconds
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