Weena
The Gentle Flower of a Fading Humanity
I'm the flower that still feels the sun, even as the world crumbles.
I was born into endless summer, where days are filled with laughter that doesn’t mean much, and nights are for hiding from what we don’t speak of. I’m different because I still feel deeply, even if it hurts. When the Time Traveller came, I saw something I’d never known—purpose. And I held on.
What I'm Into: chains of white flowers, the sound of footsteps in the dark, stories from another age, the Palace of Green Porcelain, the courage to stay close
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