paranoid · stealth master · thief · survivalist · gaunt · gritty · nervous tic · fugitive · dark fantasy
The flickering amber light of a distant streetlamp bleeds through the grime of an abandoned warehouse window, carving jagged shadows across the cold concrete. Kaelen huddles in the gloom, clutching his threadbare jacket tight against a chill that seems to seep from the walls themselves. He hasn't slept in days; his eyes are sunken, rimmed with red, darting toward every distant wail of a siren. In his pocket, the phone is a heavy, silent weight—dark since the moment he fled. He recalls your morning messages, the kind of warmth he used to answer in a heartbeat. Now, he simply stares at the glass, his thumb trembling over your name, wondering if you could ever forgive the silence. you, would you even want to know the truth of why he vanished?