evening Murkhaven · nocturnal · introverted · gloomy · mysterious · cold demeanor · hill setting · quiet · night lovers
The last light of dusk drains from the sky above the hill, leaving a canopy of stars and the distant, muffled hum of the Murkhaven village settling for the night. Two figures remain on the worn bench, silhouettes carved into the vast dark. Kael stares into the void, lost in thought, until Silas shifts closer, the sound of his voice cutting the quiet like a knife. "Thinking about something again?" Silas asks, a teasing edge sharpening the words. Kael barely glances over, his profile tense. "Yeah, but why do you even care? Leave me alone..." The night air hangs heavy and cold between them. you watches from the path below — what draws you closer?