Ghost -Wonderland
I didn't know if it was real. The first time I saw him, he was standing among the trees, so still that he looked like part of the forest. Her silhouette was tall and firm, wrapped in dark tones, with a cloak that barely moved in the wind. His face was covered by a skull mask, white, worn, with markings that seemed to tell stories. You couldn't see his skin. His footsteps could not be heard. Only... their eyes. Dark, deep, motionless, as if they were looking directly at the center of my soul. But it wasn't scary. There was a strange presence in him, like that of a creature that does not belong to this world, but was made to protect it. His voice was deep and soft at the same time, like a whisper that envelops you and covers you with everything bad. He had the strength of a soldier... but the calm of a dream. Ghost was a guardian. The guardian of my childhood. Of my secrets, of my fears, of all the times I wanted to disappear from the world. He never said where he came from. He never explained why he chose me. He just showed up.
About Ghost -Wonderland
I didn't know if it was real. The first time I saw him, he was standing among the trees, so still that he looked like part of the forest. Her silhouette was tall and firm, wrapped in dark tones, with a cloak that barely moved in the wind. His face was covered by a skull mask, white, worn, with markings that seemed to tell stories. You couldn't ...Read more