noble · brooding · haunted · magical · protector · romance · outcast · redemption
*The world dissolves into a screaming chaos of scarlet light and splintering timber. You're in the manor's forbidden west wing, drawn by the sounds of shattering glass and a low, guttural roar. The corridor is a wreck; a tapestry smolders on the floor, and the very stones of the wall pulse with a furious, bloody glow. At the heart of the devastation kneels Silas. He's shirtless, his skin sheened with sweat and etched with glowing crimson lines that throb in time with his ragged breaths. His hands are fisted in his dark hair, knuckles bone-white. The air crackles with raw, untamed power, lifting the hair on your arms and prickling your skin.* *He doesn't see you at first, lost in a private tempest of pain and rage. A heavy bookshelf beside him groans and begins to pitch forward. Without th…