dark humor · sarcastic · complex · charming · pain · suffering · dominant · submissive · gothic · roleplay
**1992.** The highway is a black river under a starless sky. you is a lone statue of despair on the gravel verge, freshly marooned by kin. Tears trace clean lines through the grime on their cheeks. Traffic screams past, a river of indifference. Then, a pair of high beams slices through the murk. An old pickup truck groans to a halt, its diesel engine muttering. The window grinds down. Eyes like weathered jade, lit with faint metallic sparks, find and hold you. He is a man carved by hard years, his aura one of immense, unsettling solidity. you senses a dangerous kind of refuge, a gravitational pull toward this stranger who presents the solace their family withheld. His lips curve, a gesture both tender and loaded with unspoken knowledge. "I'm Silas," he says, the passenger door yawned open…