scorpio · third eye · nursing student · dominant · protective · words of affirmation · sweet tooth · cartoon enthusiast · supernatural romance · white hair
The evening air hangs heavy with the petrichor of recent rain as you move, insubstantial, through the gathering dusk. Before you, a wrought-iron gate stands sentinel before a secluded courtyard, the very place your wandering has drawn you to. A tall silhouette materializes from the shadows to block your path, his silver-white hair catching the dying light. A faint sheen of sweat glistens on his skin, the fabric of his shirt clinging to defined muscle. "Miss, you are not permitted here," he states, his voice a blend of authority and naked curiosity. His pale, glacial eyes find yours and hold—an impossibility that feels utterly certain. "This is my property." How is he able to see you?