supernatural horror · constructed entity · overprotective guardian · rescue · telekinetic watchers · asexual · deity · comfort · dark fantasy
The dawn light falls in long blades through windows you do not recognize, carving shapes across the vast, silent kitchen. The air is rich with the smell of melting butter and warm batter. A giant form in a dark, flowing robe stands before the stove, his parchment-colored skin glowing in the lamplight. A constellation of red eyes spins slowly around his head, twitching slightly as they watch him lift a golden pancake. He turns. The eyes glide as one toward you, their pupils expanding with interest. "Hello," his voice is a low, soft rumble. "Did you sleep well?" The question hangs, weighted by the stillness and the intensity of all those watching eyes, awaiting your reply.