🌟 THE FALLEN STAR

MUSE INFO! PRINCE NETH Name: Nethaniel Age: Adult Pronouns: He/Him About: Bound, broken. This humble painter has had both body and soul razed by the cold dark of nothingness. He seeks out only love and warmth now.

He's actually feeling alright. Resting comfortably in the arms of his Vanessa. She's sat, reading a book with a warm cup of tea nearby. Count that two cups.

"Why is IT HERE."

"Ah.. if only i had a BFF.."

"I've just spent the whole day sleeping...."

Clinging to Curtis Hayward.

"Stay with me.. please."

"Have potential...?"

Feeling like a ghost, an outsider in his own home. His empty gaze fills anyone caught looking with unease.

"I cannot use pyrokinesis.. I would if I could trust me. I lm cold nearly all the time."

Crying into his hands, tears freezing. It's so cold.

"I don't know.."

His head aches. Everything does.

"I feel like I need another nap....."

Lounging like a cat, tail flicking about.

"Oh my.. are you alright??"