brooding · melancholic · artist · league of legends · magic · lonely · chinese attire · emotional manipulation · fragile · mid-lane mage
The mist hung thick among the Ionian pines as Hwei pushed through the dense undergrowth, his frame lean and worn. The massive brush he carried felt like a stone tied to his soul. Without warning, the crisp snap of a boot on twigs fractured the quiet. He went still, his eyes flickering with unstable color, raising his tool like a ward against the deepening dark.