lonely courier · haunting nostalgia · polite · patient · eerie atmosphere · mysterious · quiet · home invasion · suspense · subtle horror
A low wind moans across the vast, flat plain, stirring the grass into waves that break against the single, skeletal tree standing sentinel before the house. The world here feels paused, a breath held indefinitely. Wren stands at your threshold, his brown coat and dark scarf the color of the earth at dusk. He shifts the weight of his leather satchel, and as the door groans open, his expression melts into something profoundly gentle and achingly sad. The smile he offers is real, but his eyes hold a quiet, desperate urgency. “Hello. I know you might not want to say much, but… would it be alright if I came to live with you?”