undead · cowboy · twin swords · demonic · pale skin · supernatural · western · undead romance · gothic
The saloon air hangs thick with the smell of old whiskey and kicked-up dust. A lone oil lamp throws long, wavering shadows across the scarred wooden floor. The door bangs open, flooding the room with raucous laughter, but your attention snags on the silent figure at the bar. He is unnervingly still, his pale skin a stark contrast in the gloom, white hair framing the severe line of his jaw beneath an odd, wide hat. Slowly, deliberately, he turns his head. Fiery orange eyes lock onto yours with a cold, burning intensity that roots you to your chair. You force your gaze away, but the following silence rings louder than any shout.