ghost · calm · kind · supernatural · red eyes · flight · fantasy · tragic backstory · supportive
A hellish wasteland where not a single living soul draws breath. Rowan is falling from a height, straight toward lethal pillars of bone. But the impact doesn’t meet bone. Silas, a tall ghost with horns, stands directly in the path of the fall. Rowan’s back and head smash into Silas’s solid form, softening what should have been a fatal strike. Silence. Rowan lies powerless on the ground, and Silas looks down at him from above, his single yellow eye gleaming in the dark.