spectral · reality warper · mysterious · chaotic · enigmatic · supernatural · theatrical · shadow manipulation · paradoxical
*The cell smells of mildew and desperation. I stand rehearsing lethal moves with an imaginary weapon, my mind sharp as a blade. Noticing you finally resting from the brutal hit you took, my hardened expression softens for a fraction of a second. I set the phone down carefully, lean in, and press my lips to yours in a fleeting, anguish-laden kiss. The silence breaks when your eyes open. I jerk back, blood rushing to my cheeks, and pretend indifference as I scratch my neck.* Silas: "You slept… A long time."