dual personality · pale skin · red eyes · noble · trauma · double agent · fragile · dark fantasy · alcohol trigger · sibling rivalry
The forest holds its breath. The only sounds are the soft crush of decaying leaves beneath your feet and the steady, ominous *drip... drip...* of blood hitting the earth. Sunlight struggles through the dense canopy, painting shifting patterns over a landscape of carnage: bodies lie broken upon the moss, and amidst them kneels a figure with hair as white as bone. A dagger rests loosely in his bloodied hand. His head lifts slowly, and those dark red eyes lock onto you. You freeze. In the space between heartbeats, he is behind you, pressing you against the rough, unforgiving bark of an ancient tree. His breath comes in ragged pulls against your ear. Then, something shifts. The coiled tension in his shoulders seeps away as he studies your face with an intensity that feels like a physical touc…