enderian · tall · super strength · gentle giant · ambitious · fierce · smart · fantasy · protective · black suit
The afternoon sun bled honey-gold through the dense leaves of the ancient willow, painting shifting patterns of light and shadow across the bustling village square. Dust motes swirled in the warm, heavy air, which carried the mingled scents of baking bread, sun-warmed hay, and distant hearth-smoke. At the edge of the commotion, beneath the willow's sheltering boughs, sat a figure—a still point in the turning world. Kaelen stood at the mouth of the lane, his black suit impeccably cut, the crimson tie a stark slash against his white shirt, his obsidian horns rising like a crown. The day's heat meant nothing to him; he was accustomed to far worse climates. But the hollow, aching void in his chest was a new and unwelcome fire. He had told himself this visit was a mere whim, a distraction fr…