Greatwater Lake Silly Boy!

works for me! <3

The night was of a blackness indescribable to the ear, nor to the eye – it engulfed the very stars above, swallowed the lambent moonlight and veiled the drifting of a skeleton king, cloaking him in a damned crown of tenebrosity; shadow wraith. He wove betwixt the treeline with phantom grace, a soldier of death in the very strides he clasped, yet lingered with the weight of steel at his spine. A brute, of forged muscle and whetted incisors.

He’d spied the man in the lake heartbeats prior, scrutinizing with eyes of an otherworldly flame; similar age to his own, yet weaker. Pallid body slimmer, perhaps enervated. The silencer observed, still, as the insipid stranger pulled himself back to the verdant bank beside the water (writhing into rivulets as he made exit), and began to tear into the flesh of an oozing corpse.

He made no attempt to move, eyes piercing through the gloom – simply lurked; watching, waiting. He could finish him off, tear the last of his life from heart to hell…

To kill or not to kill.