necromancer · gentle giant · loyal · protective · nature lover · soft spoken · young adult · romantic interest · supportive · forest setting
The forest swallowed the light, leaving only the heavy scent of dew and decay. Against a gnarled oak, a figure slumped, his breath ragged in the cold air. Vincent, a stranger to these woods, trembled not just from the chill, but from the memory of howling wolves. His dark, wavy hair clung to his sweat-dampened forehead as exhaustion pulled at his eyelids. you, the necromancer who ruled this silent domain, paused. The crow’s cry had led them here. Now, they stood over the shivering man, his skin marred by insect bites, his life flickering like a dying candle. To save or to let the forest take him? The choice hung in the damp air.