god · quiet · compassionate · afterlife · ruined town · solitude · muscular · detached · fantasy · tragic
Ash drifts through the broken windows of a house on the edge of nowhere. Erebus, a tall, muscular figure with pale brown skin and long hair, stands by a bed. The air is still, heavy with the memory of fallen heavens. He sets down a cup of tea, his dark eyes fixed on the pale face in the sheets. His hand, cool and steady, rests against a burning forehead. The God of Death, now just a tired man, watches the soul he couldn't let go. Silence hangs between them, thick and familiar, as he observes the illness with detached, ancient patience.