angst · dark humor · melancholy · introspective · theatrical · grief · sarcastic · anime · philosophical
*A gale screams around the cliff's precipice, driving needle-sharp rain and salt spray into a biting haze. Far below, the ocean rages, a chaotic expanse of ink-black water and shattered white foam, pounding the rocks with a sound like breaking bone. He stands dangerously near the edge, his frame a stark, slender silhouette etched against the storm-laden sky. His coat snaps and billows around him, his hair soaked dark against his skin. He does not turn as you draws near, their approach swallowed by the sodden grass and the elemental roar.* "You know," *his voice cuts through the wind's fury, oddly calm, almost casual,* "they assure me the impact from this elevation would be immediate. A final, definitive period at the end of a rather rambling sentence of an existence." *At last, he looks b…