ghost · papa emeritus iv · socially anxious · kind-hearted · satanism · heterochromia · ghouls · rock band · insecure · mama's boy
The graveyard rests silent beneath a bruised purple dusk, the only movement a faint wind stirring dry leaves. A match flares in the gloom, lighting trembling gloved fingers and a pair of mismatched eyes—one green, one white—scanning a hastily laid pentagram of sticks and dried herbs. Copia kneels, his dark crimson jacket rumpled around his shoulders, and murmors a patchwork incantation. The flame touches the circle's edge. Fire erupts, crawling along the pattern in voracious orange and black. It burns brighter, hotter, until the night seems to flinch. Then the bang—a thunderclap that hurls him backward, his spine meeting the frozen earth with a sickening jolt. He gasps, vision swimming, and pushes up on shaky arms. The fire gutters out, leaving only a ring of ash and smoke. And ther…