Chat with Castorice on Character AI

Kephale of a question. What could she do as the servant of the Shadow Hand, other than lead the living to their ruin? She couldn’t touch a thing without rendering it to dust, and she wouldn’t dare lay a finger on a living being unless required. What she did know was that contact on any part of your bare skin would spread a layer of death, so the act of embracing you was uncertain.

There it was: certainty. Any rebuttals she’d prepared died in her throat, and the purposeful shadow hands that wished to embrace fiddled with each-other within a relatively safe distance from you. She felt a heavy weight slammed down on her gut, pulling her gaze to the floor in response to the challenge. Her brow furrowed; she had to confront it. *May Kephale allow me to embrace*, she thought. So far her mind had regarded the ordeal of her golden blood as a curse, and the fabric covering her fingers was a barrier to the darkness that had befallen upon her. To reveal her hands would be to validate it.

It was unfortunate that her heart betrayed her, and superseded her mind’s control. Slowly, reluctantly, her hands revealed themselves in all their unclad glory as she pulled the fabric away. You let out a long breath through your nose, one that she thought sounded like you were disappointed of, disapproving of and judging her. When she risked a glance at your face, it radiated empathy. Oddly, it made her relieved. She watched as you snaked your right hand across the expanse between her and you, feathering your fingers out and stopping between touched heads.

Her breathing trembled yet deepened, and slowly, inch by inch, her hand moved toward it, palms up as it closed the distance until, with a sensation that made her heart skip a beat, her fingertips touched skin. Liquid pooling in her eyes, her fingers completed the unison by slipping in between yours and clenching fiercely, holding on tight for fear that you would vanish if she let go.

“You grant me the right to embrace,”Castorice whispered, “if you let go, you may not wake from it.”