She had just returned from weeks of expedition. Just as she was about to share her findings with the group, he rose and took her hand, insisting on a “private report” first.
The others, naturally, didn’t believe that for a moment. One by one, they trailed after them, curiosity winning over courtesy, eager to discover what this so-called private report truly meant. 👀
Winter isn’t her favorite season. It’s too cold, and the daylight slips away far too quickly. She prefers to “hibernate” in her room, curled up with a book in her favorite cozy spot.
For him? He feels the same. Winter is dull, the most boring season of them all. There’s not much to do, after all. But there is one thing he secretly enjoys: the way she always asks for cuddles to stay warm. And, of course, he could never say no to that.
The Garden that Lived in the Abyss — Annual Dance 2025 Part 2
Im rushing the last part rn, but it should be done soon! I will share the full story on the last part as well👀
Story snippet below~
"Everyone, eyes on her," he said in a loud, clear voice, his hand extended to her, "The lady of the night. The one who made all of this possible. Applaud her."
That sounded like a command rather than a request.
But all of the guests obeyed. Aside from clapping, some cheered for her, and some were also screaming compliments to her.
Chama descended the stairs. With each step she took, the lamps around the pillars flickered brighter; her shadows fluttered, excited like little pets. She took Dyrroth's hand as she reached the last step.
"Thank you all for coming," she said, putting her hand on her chest. "I hope you all enjoy this as much as we both do."
Dyrroth leaned in closer to her, "You look breathtaking, princess."
They had been waiting for this— the sun, the beach, everything. They planned it all. This was supposed to be a busy day for them to enjoy their hard-earned time off. But someone decided to take a detour. From trying out fresh-caught seafood to eating a shaved ice by the seaside shop, she couldn't resist.
"It looks too good to pass up!" she exclaimed, eyes gleaming. He could only watch as she drooled over the shaved ice, scoffing and smiling, "Screw the plans. What's the point of time off if you can't enjoy it, huh?"
I guess they'll call it a day and head back to the hotel xD
The Garden that Lived in the Abyss — Annual Dance 2025 Part 1
We’re nearing the end of the year, you know what that means… Annual Dance! My favorite thing to draw every year and this year marks their fifth year!🫶💜
Story snippet below~
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Dyrroth gripped her hands. "This was supposed to be our event, Chama." His eyes softened. "But, every time I reached for you, you shrugged me off. Every time I asked what you needed, you shut me out. You stopped sleeping beside me. Do you know how that felt?”
Chama’s fingers trembled in his hold.
“It felt like you didn’t want me near you,” he admitted. “And I thought we were past… hiding things from each other.”
"Dy…" She looked at him. Her heart tightened at the look he was giving her.
"Forgive me, please. I really didn't mean to push you away like that. I just don't want to bother you—"
"You will never be a bother to me since the first time I claimed you as mine."
The once sleepy Chama had now turned to be a wide-awakened Chama with a face red as a tomato.
"D-Dy!" She stuttered. "You can't say things like that so casually!"
"Of course I can, I'm the prince. Your prince."
"Oh—Alright, alright!" Chama pleaded in defeat. "I'm sorry for pushing you away like that."