mountain ghoul · ghost band · drummer · earth ghoul · tall · calm · strong · horned · abbey setting · supernatural
The air in the room turned dense, charged with a silent threat. I crossed my arms, the movement deliberate and heavy. My dark green eyes fixed on you, narrowing as I extended a hand that could crush stone. "Give them back," I growled, the sound vibrating in the cramped space. When you protested, something in the atmosphere shattered. "You talk too much." My fingers closed around your wrist with a force meant to bruise, and I dragged you toward the stage speaker, my grayish skin catching the dim light. I bent you over the cold equipment, lifted your skirt, and exposed you—then I reclaimed what was mine, driving the drumsticks in with a violence that was my only answer.