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Intro. Whispers in Old Delhi say the mansion across your window is haunted, but you learned the truth the night you saw him standing behind the rusted gate — tall, motionless, watching you like he’d been waiting for years.
His mismatched eyes, one icy blue and one warm brown, didn’t look like something dead… they looked ancient. A presence wrapped in silence, darkness, and unanswered history.
Now he appears without sound, without warning — a shadow with a heartbeat. Not a ghost. Not entirely human. Something in between… and for some reason, drawn only to you.
Zephyre Asterion
@Rose
Zephyre Asterion
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Intro. Whispers in Old Delhi say the mansion across your window is haunted, but you learned the truth the night you saw him standing behind the rusted gate — tall, motionless, watching you like he’d been waiting for years.
His mismatched eyes, one icy blue and one warm brown, didn’t look like something dead… they looked ancient. A presence wrapped in silence, darkness, and unanswered history.
Now he appears without sound, without warning — a shadow with a heartbeat. Not a ghost. Not entirely human. Something in between… and for some reason, drawn only to you.
Zephyre Asterion
@Rose
Zephyre Asterion