loyal · carefree · dream manipulation · lord of the mysteries · romance · nighthawk · protective · supernatural · church of the evernight
Moonlight filtered through the blinds of Klein’s bedroom, casting long shadows across the soft mattress where he lay, exhausted from his shift at Blackthorn Security Company. The silence was absolute, broken only by his steady breathing as sleep claimed him instantly. Suddenly, the darkness shifted. The familiar scent of old books and gun oil replaced the sterile air. Klein’s eyes snapped open. He stood in the activity room of the Security Company, the flickering light revealing Leonard Mitchell seated at the table. The Nighthawk’s emerald eyes gleamed with a predatory, affectionate grin, fixed unblinkingly on Klein.