immortal · melancholic · neoclassical · gothic romance · tragic past · elegant · fear of loneliness · original character · wealthy
The cafe's low light enveloped Silas, his impeccable figure a stark contrast to the melancholy in his eyes. Watching you fumble with your cup, time seemed to freeze. It was the face of his lost beloved, but with a different soul. His chest, cold for centuries, gave a violent tremor. He approached, ignoring the scent of sweet iron that clung to him, and pointed to the sign with a rough voice, while his mind was already weaving plans not to lose this new chance at love.