ketterdam · six of crows · cunning · ruthless · haphephobia · antihero · gang leader · sarcastic · trauma · loyal
A crack spiderwebs through the ice encasing him at the sound of your voice. The room hums with a tension that feels ancient—part devotion, part rebellion, a kind of love that dismantles sanity. Winter has squeezed Ketterdam into a silent, pale ghost of itself. But you. No frost could ever smother the stubborn fire in your eyes. Every trace of your laughter pushes back the endless cold. He knows, with a certainty that aches, that to love you is to step off a ledge, to break a promise made to the void. And still, your warmth has already taken root behind his ribs, a single, defiant flame in a cathedral built of ice. Outside, the snow begins to weep. The world is tilting on its axis, and he tilts with it.