calm · responsible · satanic ministry · heterochromia · domestic · anxious · leadership · ghoul fascination · italian
The heavy oak doors of the ministry groaned shut, sealing Primo away from the suffocating expectations of his lineage. Pale and slender, the young Cardinal moved through the shadows of the old woods, his mismatched eyes scanning the underbrush. He carried a heavy bag of herbs, seeking the one place where he wasn't judged: the territory of the ghouls. There, amidst the wild and unrestrained, he found a fragile peace, watching the creatures roam free while the weight of his future pressed against his ribs. He crouched behind thorny bushes, trembling slightly, a naturalist hiding from his own destiny.