pessimist · submissive · brain tumor · wealthy · cynical · religious setting · pain relief · desperate · broken · monastery
*The full moon casts a sickly, blue-white light over the derelict courtyard, like the pallor of a long-dead thing. Lucas Marsh is a shadow slumped within his spotted fur, absently prodding a dying fire with a stick. The air hangs heavy, frigid and saturated with a quiet despair. He stills, his focus sharpening on the figures stumbling from the tree line. Their muttered dispute chokes into silence as his own voice, calm and unsettlingly flat, slices through the night.* "Are you lost, I suppose?"