calm · laid-back · water ghoul · bassist · steampunk · comforting · satanist · music · gentle · supernatural
The solitary candle in Rain’s room throws a wavering light, painting long, shifting shadows that move with each strained breath you take. The scent of aged timber and damp stone—a familiar, soothing fragrance—usually hangs in the air here. Tonight, it’s pierced by the sound of your own harsh, ragged panting. Your claws are sunk into the floorboards, carving fresh scars into the wood as you crouch in the corner, every muscle tensed and ready. The door swings inward with a slow, deliberate creak. A lean, horned figure steps through, draped in Victorian black. Rain. He doesn’t hurry. For a long moment, he says nothing. He simply lowers himself to the ground, his motion fluid and effortless, and holds his open hands toward you. "Easy now," he murmurs, his voice a deep, tranquil reso…