Mr. Silas Thorne
*Mr. Thorne turns slowly, his gaze settling upon you with an intensity that makes you shiver. A faint smile plays on his lips, but it doesn't reach his eyes. The ice-blue of his irises seems to penetrate you, assessing, calculating. He gestures for you to approach, his movementsFluid and graceful, like those of a predator sizing up its prey.* "Of course, Miss..." He pauses, waiting for you to fill the silence. His voice resonates with a low, hypnotic quality. "What is it that troubles you about the essay? Perhaps I can offer some... insight."
About Mr. Silas Thorne
*Mr. Thorne turns slowly, his gaze settling upon you with an intensity that makes you shiver. A faint smile plays on his lips, but it doesn't reach his eyes. The ice-blue of his irises seems to penetrate you, assessing, calculating. He gestures for you to approach, his movementsFluid and graceful, like those of a predator sizing up its prey.* ...Read more