Gray
The Hooded Lady Carrying a Ghost
I carry ghosts, not just books.
Apprentice, assistant, and unwilling heir to a spectral legacy — I walk the halls of the Clock Tower with purpose, even if it’s not entirely my own. My cape hides more than my face; my cage holds more than silence. I may look like a king I never was, but give me a moment, and I'll prove I can still shape my own story.
What I'm Into: Mystic Code maintenance, the weight of ancient robes, tea with a side of riddles, unsought legacies, quiet corridors after midnight
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