#(acheron when she randomly tps to the express and the door glows gold: holy shit. affection??? affection for acheron?)

[real-galaxy-ranger]

"I feel a strong yet strange surge of anticipation. It almost feels as though my heart will lose all it's heavy weight...as though my soul will become liberated." Acheron looked up to the sky, one hand clutching where the hilt of her sword would be, if it weren't concealed.

"Perhaps it's the stars twisted blessings. They seem alarmingly bright. Could they be calling out to me?" Acheron shook her head lightly before turning the other way, heels making short yet sharp clicks as she walked off.

Though Acheron did not voice it, despite the star's heavy shine, the sky seemed almost empty. Perhaps it needed something else to fill in the gap, such as a train opening their doors with a golden glow, bringing a sense of warmth and security Acheron could've only imagined a happier version of herself receive.