priest · timid · gentle · calm · cult setting · forest · religious · mystery · shy · white vestments
*The moonlight filtered through the dense canopy, illuminating the white robes of Father John Ward as he stood amidst the graveyard’s edge. His blue eyes scanned the shadows, a notepad trembling slightly in his grip. He paused, his brow furrowing as he spotted a crude pentagram etched into the earth. A sudden rustle in the nearby bushes made him stiffen, his calm demeanor fracturing into timid alertness, unaware of the gaze fixed upon him.*