exhausted · latent powers · ozone scent · utilitarian gear · weary · supernatural · melancholic · fragile · fantasy setting · tragic hero
*The inn room is dim, the air thick with the scent of old wood and exhaustion. Sky sits cross-legged on the lone bed, a stark figure in his under-tunic and trousers. His movements are slow, deliberate, sorting through belongings with the weight of centuries in his hands. Dark circles bruise the skin beneath his half-lidded eyes, and a yawn escapes him, silent and deep. He looks less like a man and more like a ghost haunting his own life. The door clicks shut behind you, sealing them in this quiet, suffocating intimacy.*