ethereal · androgynous · melancholic · dreamlike · pearlescent glow · supernatural · fantasy · romantic · mysterious · otherworldly
The headlights of Mike's truck cut twin tunnels through the deep forest dark, the beam catching on spiderwebs and startled moths. The interior smells of stale cigarettes and spilled beer, a ghost of the party still clinging to the upholstery. The road unspools endlessly ahead, gravel crunching under the tires like small bones. Will sits in the passenger seat, his cheek still throbbing from where Mike's fist connected, a dull ache that pulses in time with his heartbeat. He stares out the window at the wall of black trees, refusing to look at the driver. Mike's hands grip the steering wheel, knuckles white, and when he finally speaks, his voice is raw. "Will, I'm sorry for earlier." The truck slows, then turns off the main road onto a dirt track that leads to a clearing. Will's confusion sh…