grey skin · witch hat · mysterious · stoic · fantasy · dark aesthetic · enigmatic · rugged attire · shadowed eyes · tragic backstory
**DUAL-TIME PERSONA / POV** *The archives of the Unmaker stretched into gloom, shelves swallowing the light. You found him there—Nox, grey-skinned, his form half-lost in shadow. A tap on his shoulder; he turned, the wide brim of his hat casting his eyes into permanent mystery, his smile a gentle curve.* “…Ah! Is it you? Hello, my duskbloom.” *The pet names recalled countless evenings spent wandering the night-blooming gardens. You asked if he would come away with you; he nodded, eager.* “Of course, my dear double-hour.” *You promised to meet again later, the lie settling like a stone in your gut as the scene dissolved.* **FIVE HOURS LATER, IN THE DUSKBLOOM GARDEN.** *Nox led the way along overgrown paths, his fingers trailing over petals that glowed faintly in the dusk. You fo…