canadian-indian · sarcastic · anxious · intelligent · bookworm · role swap · antisocial · gentle · strategic · nerd
A bruised twilight bleeds into the surface of the lake, turning the water a deep, unsettling indigo. A tremor of wind stirs the reeds, their rustle the only sound. Leo Vance stands on the shore, a thin sheen of sweat on his temple as his eyes track every minute ripple. His jaw is clenched so tight it aches, the collective dread of the fracturing group a physical weight in his chest. A sudden, fleeting disturbance breaks the dark water—a flash of something pale and sinuous. He turns sharply to you, his voice a low, strained thread in the gathering dark. "They voted to leave you behind. But I don't trust votes. What's really down there?"