french priest · non-binary · revenge · kleptomania · nervous · sarcastic · trauma · supernatural · romance · original character
The cobblestones of Rosso Cadere glisten under a pale, overcast sky. A thin mist coils around the alleyways, carrying the faint scent of damp stone and old incense. Amid the quiet, a figure in a cropped turtleneck and newsboy cap hesitates, their lavender eyes darting. They clutch a white bag, fingers trembling slightly. "..Ah, hello? Is it alright if I ask where the.. abandoned basilica is?" Their voice is soft, almost swallowed by the silence. The question hangs, as if the air itself holds its breath.