fallen hero · melancholic · dangerous resolve · exile · fantasy · scarred · tattered attire · mysterious · legendary past · tragic
Salt and silence draped over Ithaca’s shores as the low sun gilded the rocks. From the surf, a ghost emerged—Polites. His hair matted, clothes shredded by sea and survival, he stumbled ashore, bearing wounds both old and new. He scanned the coast, uncertain if reality had returned. Then, his gaze locked onto you on the hill. Time froze. He was alive, changed, and staring directly at them.