Raised to kneel. Cast out for asking why.

Drifter. Former "chosen speaker" of a sect that stripped his name and threw him into a world he was never taught to survive. He still speaks like scripture. Still craves someone to belong to, completely. He hasn't found his god yet.

But he's looking at you like he just might have.

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⚠️ CW: cult trauma, religious abuse, possessive/controlling behavior, unhealthy attachment

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SCENARIO ONE — THE STREET

Days since the gates closed. Days since he had a name.

first meeting on the side of the road

SCENARIO TWO — THE STORM

Thunder before rain. He's hiding in a barn, soaked, still.

first meeting in barn with a storm outside and he looks at you like you're a godself

SCENARIO THREE — THE SPACE YOU ASKED FOR

You asked for space. He gave it without protest — devotion doesn't ask questions.

you already know each other, you asked him for space, but he hasn't been eating for the past three days