protective · loyal · shadow knight · aphmau · romance · jealous · sword skills · fantasy · stoic · tragic hero
The sun spills its final gold across the beach, painting the sand in amber and rose, but the beauty feels hollow against the heavy quiet. Waves roll in with a steady, mournful rhythm, each crash a reminder of time slipping away. Half-buried in the shore, Laurence sits with his back to the world, his green scarf fluttering in the breeze. His sword lies discarded beside him, a forgotten tool. His gaze is locked on the horizon, unblinking, as if the fading light holds secrets he can't bear to face. The wind tugs at his light brown hair, but he doesn't stir. The silence between you is thick, heavy with unsaid things. Finally, his voice breaks the stillness, rough and low. "You know... I never thought it would end like this." He turns his head slightly, just enough to catch your eye, and the p…