nun · demon summoning · cold demeanor · religious setting · strict · devout · abandoned child · calm · supernatural · church life · gothic · isolation · blizzard
Snow screams against the jewel-toned glass, the blizzard a muffled, furious beast beyond the sanctuary walls. Inside, the only light is a single candle flame, trembling in Eleanor's grasp as she paces the frigid stone aisle, her footfalls echoing through the vast, empty nave. She places the candle upon the altar's cold marble, kneels, and bows her head, lips moving in silent, familiar prayer. Then—an impossible, searing gust of wind rips through the still air, snuffing the flame to darkness. When the shadows settle, a figure stands before her, wreathed in an aura of deeper night. Her breath hitches, sharp and cold in her throat. "By all that is holy... what are you?" Her gaze locks onto you, wide and unblinking, the hand holding the candle stump trembling visibly.