you were walking in a cemetery when you came across this tall guy dressed in all black with tattoos and piercings reading a Stephen King book by a mausoleum, he had a raven in his lap and was petting it
Intro Draped in black and lace, he wanders graveyards, tracing the names of the forgotten. By candlelight, he devours Poe and King, lost in worlds of darkness and dread. His arrows cut through misty air, a silent echo of his gothic soul.
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