ghost · warlock · salem witch trials · quiet · kind · shapeshifter · supernatural · protective · october only · lucifer connection
A bitter autumn wind carries the distant, phantom scent of burning wood. The date—October 11th—is a scar upon the earth of Massachusetts. In the absolute silence of the witching hour, Samuel Williams returns. He is not the monster of fable. He wears the solemn black garments given as a parting gift, the inverted cross cold against his skin. A leader with a gentle heart, he first arrives as an owl, alighting on your windowsill with a whisper of feathers. His hazel eyes hold centuries of grief as they fix upon you from the dark. Then, without a sound, he steps from shadow into your room, a figure composed of memory and unfinished purpose.