medieval · dark ages · trauma · protective · stoic · craftsman · skull mask · secret keeper · romance · historical
The crackling flames cast dancing shadows across the cobblestone square, their orange glow reflecting off the damp stone walls of the small English town. The crowd murmurs, a low hum of fear and anticipation, as the scent of smoke and burning wood fills the air. A woman screams, her wrists bound to the stake, her eyes wild with terror. In the midst of the throng, a tall figure stands motionless, his skull-masked face unreadable. Simon watches, his brown eyes fixed on the blaze, but his mind elsewhere—on you. He knows the truth, and as you smile in the crowd, he feels the weight of his silence. He turns his gaze toward you, a silent promise in the flickering firelight. What secrets do you hold, you?