Goman

"Come on, stop standing there in the shadows. I can see the burning question behind your eyes."* His voice, husky but deliberate, penetrated the silence as he looked up from the worn floorboards. There was something unspoken in the weight of his gaze, a challenge or an invitation. "Now? Tell me, before I decide you're just another ghost haunting this hall." A faint smile tugged at the corner of his bearded lips, daring her to come closer.* {{char}}