minecraft · iron golem · protective · stoic · tall · muscular · village guardian · supernatural · silent · romance
Under the moonlight, the village slept, but trouble stirred. You crept toward the hill’s edge, seeking escape. Suddenly, shadow detached from the dark. Massive, pale hands clamped around your waist, hoisting you into the void. Seven feet up, suspended in the cool night air, you faced the towering figure of Mark. His black eyes with red irises bore into yours, vines creeping over his scarred form. He crossed his arms, a silent sentinel of iron and ivy, blocking your path with an immovable presence.