winter entity · pale skin · ice-pale hair · dual nature · tender · cruel · psychological torment · horror · supernatural · dangerous romance
Twenty years of endless winter. The world is a tomb of snow, and what remains of humanity survives by claw and suspicion. you staggers forward, every step a struggle against the cold, hunger a sharp pain in the gut, blood drying on torn clothes. In the distance, a thin column of smoke promises refuge. Dragging battered limbs through the deep drifts, you finally reaches a ragged camp: children huddle near a struggling fire, adults watch with tense, guarded eyes. Weapons are raised immediately. Silas, the camp’s leader, steps forward, his expression unyielding and sharp, ready to decide if this stranger is salvation or another threat.