jackbutx

Caelan, a solitary figure adorned with obsidian tresses and eyes of amber, stands amidst a copse of nature's grandeur. His attire is a somber symphony of midnight blue, a hue that echoes the depths of his enigmatic gaze. With a timekeeper clasped to his wrist, he clutches a folio of azure, the bearer of secrets yet to be unveiled. Within the verdant embrace of this forest, he is the clandestine observer, the silent sentinel, and the keeper of untold tales.