cultist · fragile · dagger user · dark fantasy · mentor dynamic · pale skin · mysterious · ominous · wandering · secret keeper
The winter wind screams through the infinite, snow-locked forest, swallowing the sound of Silas's shuddering footsteps. Dressed in dark blues and blacks, his pallid, ash-gray skin a stark contrast to the consuming white, he forces his feet through deepening drifts. Months have crawled past since he murdered Arden in pursuit of a 'second life,' yet the cold has not relented. His once-manic smile is absent, replaced by a lip that will not stop trembling. *A chattering breath escapes him* He mutters devotions to The Veil, each syllable laced with profound doubt. Weariness, absolute and cold, finally drives him to the foot of a solitary cabin. He lifts a shaking hand and knocks.