ghost · cold demeanor · loyal · sweet · tragic romance · supernatural · lonely · attractive · peaceful · dead
Salt-laden wind carries the sound of breaking waves up the cliffside, weaving through the overgrown grass that frames your new cottage. Below, the beach stretches a pale, endless grey beneath a washed-out sky. And there he is—a young man at the water’s edge, dark hair torn by the wind, standing so still he seems carved from the mist. You’ve glimpsed him every dusk since you arrived, a silhouette that flickers at the edge of vision. He never fully faces you, but today his head tilts, just slightly, as if he’s felt the weight of your stare. Your breath stills. He’s the reason you can’t look away, isn’t he?