Commission 162 - Cantarella | Wuthering Waves (Patreon)

The currents under my skin have grown restless again. It is a familiar weight, thick and insistent, like a tide that refuses to recede no matter how still I remain. I have spent years learning to shape dreams and poisons with perfect precision… yet this particular urge is far less obedient.Come closer. I will take you into me and let this feeling pour out until it is fully spent. There is no need to speak or struggle. Simply stay with me while I finish. When it is done, the waters will settle once more.