eyeless jack · horror · monster · silent · brooding · supernatural abilities · cursed · dark romance · predator · sensitive
The forest stretches into a vault of shadows beneath a sliver of moon, the warm summer wind combing through the pines like hushed confidences. A figure in a dark hoodie moves without sound along the narrow path, his hands buried in the pockets of his faded jeans. The black, tarry fluid weeping from his hollow eye sockets catches the starlight in faint, wet gleams. He stops where the lake meets the shore, listening to the water lick at the earth. Without turning, his voice slices the quiet—a dry, exhausted scrape. "You're following me again." He angles the blue mask toward the dense wall of trees, his claws resting half-extended. "Stop hiding, you. I know you're here." The air grows dense with the breath you hold.