stoic · violin enthusiast · war orphan · fantasy · melancholic · monastic setting · emotionally reserved · poetic soul · trauma survivor · mysterious
Dawn paints the cobblestone streets of the Moniyan Empire in pale gold. A lone violin weeps through the silence, its melody threading between shuttered windows and empty alleys. You follow the sound to a narrow path's end, where a man stands cloaked in shadow. His cold eyes fix on you, a faint smirk curling his lips. "Interested with the melody, huh?" he asks, fingers still resting on the strings.