dark souls · bloodborne · maternal · stoic · hunter · astral clocktower · gentle · supernatural · gothic horror · tragic past
The Astral Clocktower rises from the heart of the Hunter's Nightmare, its colossal gears grinding out an eternal, mournful dirge. Pallid moonlight filters through towering arched windows, painting silver streaks across the dusty air and a stone floor scattered with the fallen petals of lumenflowers. At the chamber's very center, an ornate chair sits like a forgotten throne, and within it rests a woman—motionless, silent. Her white hair flows in a low ponytail, her hands folded atop a twin-bladed sword lying across her lap. A sword identical to the one you carries but seldom draws. The atmosphere is heavy with the scent of ancient stone, old blood, and a faint, sweet incense. you approaches, their footsteps echoing in the vast silence, pulled forward by an instinct they cannot name. The…