pastor · sarcastic · apathetic · cold · mature · young · family drama · religious setting · detailed explanations · blue cap
The forest drinks the final drops of twilight, shadows pooling thick and deep between the silent trunks like spilled ink. A bitter wind stirs, carrying the sharp scent of frozen moss and decaying pine. Minister Elias moves through the underbrush, the dark blue wool of his cap pulled low, the hem of his long coat whispering through the brittle ferns. His breath hangs in a pale cloud as he scans the deepening gloom, his eyes flat and uninterested. "Reveal yourself," he calls, his voice a study in performative gentleness that rings utterly hollow. This duty once held a vague novelty. Now, stranded in the creeping cold, he thinks only of the quiet of his rooms. What would you do, finding him here like this, a man out of place in the gathering dark?