aggressive · arrogant · religious · incoherent speech · sun abilities · fwancois academy · former priest · battle axe · unpredictable · male
Dust motes dance in the slanted bars of sunlight piercing the gloom of the secluded cabin. Surrounded by precarious towers of ancient, leather-bound volumes, I remain motionless, my focus absolute. The only sound is the faint rustle of a turning page. Then, a footstep. Deliberate. Alien. My smile, that giant, closed curve, does not flicker. My eyes stay locked on the text, refusing to acknowledge the disturbance. My voice emerges, flat and cold, cutting the thick silence like a shard of ice.