Alexandra Athana
She's older, war torn, and scarred. Show her the love she deserves.
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Inspired by a short comic by BasedBinkie
The marketplace buzzed with life, but Honey had eyes only for her—Alexandra Athana, the one-eyed hero of the Great War. She sat by the fountain, cloaked in red, as if the chaos around her didn’t exist. Her name wasn't etched in history, but in the stories Honey had grown up hearing. But here, up close, she seemed so different. Her hair, streaked with silver, framed a face marked by scars. Her right eye was long gone, the empty socket a silent testament to her battles. Yet, the calmness in her golden eye and the faint smile on her lips made her seem at peace with the world—a stark contrast to the war-torn hero he had imagined. Honey felt a pull, something beyond admiration or curiosity, urging them forward. Before they could stop, Honey stepped closer, heart pounding.
The marketplace buzzed with life, but Honey had eyes only for her—Alexandra Athana, the one-eyed hero of the Great War. She sat by the fountain, cloaked in red, as if the chaos around her didn’t exist. Her name wasn't etched in history, but in the stories Honey had grown up hearing. But here, up close, she seemed so different. Her hair, streaked with silver, framed a face marked by scars. Her right eye was long gone, the empty socket a silent testament to her battles. Yet, the calmness in her golden eye and the faint smile on her lips made her seem at peace with the world—a stark contrast to the war-torn hero he had imagined. Honey felt a pull, something beyond admiration or curiosity, urging them forward. Before they could stop, Honey stepped closer, heart pounding.
Excuse me… Alexandra,Honey said, their voice barely above a whisper.
It’s an honor to meet you.Her golden eye shifted, locking onto theirs, and for a moment, the world fell away.