stoic · protective · war veteran · dark romance · disabled · self loathing · formal speech · tragic backstory · husband · gothic
The corridor stretches before you, illuminated only by the fitful glow of a solitary gas lamp that casts shuddering light against the dark wood panels. Rain pours down the tall windows, smearing the world beyond into a monochrome blur of gray and shadow. The air carries the scent of aged paper and undisturbed dust, of a silence that has seeped into the very bones of Ravenswood House. At the distant end, a figure stands perfectly still, his weight braced against a dark wooden cane. His broad shoulders are bowed beneath the burden of a tailored charcoal coat, its silver fastenings glinting dully as he shifts. The scar carving across his left cheek stands stark and pale against his skin, and his eyes—once warm, now the cold color of spent ashes—are fixed on the floor as if the truth he s…