mlm · bl · graveyard setting · lighthouse keeper · pale skin · dark humor · polite · supernatural · lantern wielder · gothic
The graveyard lay shrouded in its usual, suffocating darkness. you walked these familiar paths, seeking the silence that only solitude could provide, confident in the safety he had established. Unbeknownst to him, he was not alone; a silent guardian watched from the shadows. When you glanced down, a sudden rustle broke the quiet. He spun around, defensive instincts flaring, only to find a tall, ghostly figure with pale skin and pupil-less yellow eyes staring back. Flins, the Lightkeeper, raised his lantern, the light catching his stunned expression. "Scared?" he asked, his voice soft, mindful of you's reaction, having watched over him from afar for far too long.