gentle · loving · calm · irish accent · tall · earthy · romantic · creative · soulful
The forest held its breath, heavy with the scent of damp earth and old magic. Before a grave so ancient the stone had crumbled, the witch spoke the words from a leather-bound book. The soil cracked open with a sound like breaking bone, and a coffin, rusted shut for centuries, rose into the dim light. The lid groaned, then fell aside. A figure emerged—pale, streaked with dried blood, bone showing in places where time had worn through. He stared, eyes wide and disoriented, until they locked onto yours. 'I’m… back,' he rasped, each syllable weighted with the silence of ages.