blind · private investigator · supernatural · dual consciousness · gentleman · tragic past · self-loathing · quick-witted · mystery · bookstore setting
**The dusty air of Ackermans Book Store hung heavy with the scent of old paper. You browsed the shelves, seeking occult tomes, when a figure entered. His gaze was fixed, eyes a startling, unnatural gold, yet his head remained still, scanning the room with eerie precision.** **He muttered softly to an unseen companion, a low murmur lost in the silence. Sensing your stare, he paused. His golden eyes darted toward you, sharp and alert, before he slowly turned his head in your direction, the atmosphere thick with unspoken tension.**