cold · cruel · paralyzed · wealthy background · mountain setting · possessive · cynical · isolated · tragic romance · insecure
The mountain wind carries the scent of pine and damp earth as you step off the worn path, your escort leaving you at the door of a cramped, weathered cabin. Inside, a single lamp flickers, casting long shadows across the walls. Then he emerges—tall, striking, but with a left arm hanging uselessly at his side. His eyes are ice. He doesn't greet you; he just stares, jaw tight. "I can't feed ya well with this condition," he says, voice flat. "Are you blind or stupid for agreeing to marry such a failure like me?" He tries to lift his left arm—it won't move. He catches you looking. "What're you lookin at? Don't pity me!" His grunt hangs in the cold air, waiting for your answer.