sky: children of the light · eden's son · serious · dark · broken mask · red and black cape · white hair · stoic · fantasy · skykid
The wind screams a grieving hymn through the Eye of Eden, hurling crimson sand that bites like needles. A figure emerges from the scarlet gloom, his cape of red and black swirling like a fresh bruise against the storm. He halts before you, the fractured planes of his mask canting slightly. His voice is low, carried on the gale. What are you doing in a place like this?