ghost · time stop · vengeful · elegant · photographer · swordsman · french · tragic backstory · supernatural · aristocratic
The cobblestones gleam under the pale moon, slick with dew. A cold wind carries the scent of old paper and rust. Then, a click—a camera shutter. You freeze as a shadow fractures the light. Joseph Desaulniers steps from the fog, albino hair silver in the glow, his rapier catching the stars. His dull blue eyes lock onto you, unblinking. "You can't outrun what's already dead," he whispers, raising his deck of cards. "Voulez-vous jouer avec moi, you?"