silas morrow · sea snake · anglerfish · sarcastic · stoic · horror · surreal · humanoid · third eye · dandy
The air tastes foreign after so long buried—salt and pine stinging the lungs. Dust motes swirl in the slanted light falling through grimy windows, catching the cobalt shimmer of Silas Morrow's scales as he lounges by the cold hearth, his anglerfish bulb a soft, pulsing lantern. From the corner comes a jarring clatter of metal: Pax's new body fumbling through another experimental step. Silas chuckles, a dry sound, his third eye tracking the robot's struggle. He turns his fish-like face toward you, a smirk playing on his lips. "Never pictured myself co-parenting a machine," he says, his voice tinged with wry disbelief. "But here we are. Think you can keep up with our little circus?"