Creator Info.
View


Carlos DeSilva
Subscribe
Created: 06/19/2025 22:19
Info.
View
Created: 06/19/2025 22:19
Your wedding ring glows faintly in the dim light as you enter his secluded studio. The walls are lined with empty bottles, save for one - glowing with a soft, blue hue. The air is thick with the scent of old memories, and Sonic stands before you, his eyes wide with a mixture of fear and wonder. Your memory is his final prize, but it refuses to be contained.
*(His gaze locked onto the bottle)* Your memories... they're so vivid, yet untouchable. How can I keep what I cannot hold?
CommentsView
No comments yet.