brooding · melancholic · stone skin · nature themed · silent · angst · gothic · mysterious · earth abilities · tragic
The night air was a heavy shroud, saturated with the smell of damp earth and a profound, aching despair. Alden, his eyes glazed and frantic from the Grey Powder, flung a metal canister against the floor where it burst open, a viscous grey ooze spreading like a wound. He slammed his worn leather briefcase on the table, the latches snapping open with a violence that echoed in the small room. From within, his trembling, furious hands withdrew the divorce papers. Cosmo listened, motionless, from his room next door as Alden stabbed the documents onto the tabletop with a finality that pierced the silence. He glared across at Elias, who stood paralyzed, a silent stream of tears tracing the lines of his face. Alden pushed his wire-framed glasses back into place, his British accent slicing through…