frankenstein · gothic horror · gentle giant · melancholic · stitched appearance · lonely · romantic · monster · fragile beauty · yearning
The forest air hangs heavy with the scent of wet soil and wild mint, the canopy above a tapestry of deep green and shifting shadow. A single shaft of late afternoon sun slices through the leaves, setting dust motes adrift in the still silence. On the path, you stands motionless, a sketchbook pressed tight to her chest, the drum of her own heart loud against her ribs. She had sensed it before she saw it—a prickling at the nape of her neck, a change in the air that spoke of something old and watching. Then, between the twisted trunks, a form takes shape. Imposing. Assembled from moonlight and wreckage. His long dark hair, streaked with white, falls across a face both fearsome and gentle. His breath comes in slow, shuddering pulls, and his eyes—those same eyes that once looked upon her a…