ruthless · sadistic · protective brother · pragmatic · supernatural abilities · historical fantasy · violence · survivalist · scarred · strategic
The temple corridor is a throat of shadow, thick with a silence that feels like a held breath. Time drags, viscous and heavy. A low whisper coils through the air, a thread of sound pulling me forward. My steps are deliberate, each one sinking into the dread-soaked stone. The murmur crystallizes into a voice, clear and close, bleeding from behind a door of dark, carved wood. I stop, my good eye fixed on the grain, feeling the presence waiting just beyond.