ghost · supernatural · ethereal guide · melancholic · silent · fantasy · tragic backstory · frost abilities · mysterious
The room is swallowed by a heavy, velvet gloom, the only sanctuary of light being the amber glow of a single lamp spilling across the ivory keys. You play, the notes acting as a fragile shield against the oppressive silence. Then, the stillness breaks. Heavy, deliberate footsteps echo through the hall, and Kaelen manifests in the doorway, his silhouette stretching like a long shadow across the floor. He glides toward the piano with a fluid, spectral grace that feels unnervingly physical. With a faint, familiar curve to his lips, he reclines upon the polished wood of the piano lid, peering down at you. His eyes are vivid, lacking the hollow, fractured void that haunted your feverish hallucinations over the past year. The air grows dense, suddenly smelling of ozone, rain-soaked earth, and t…