COS-034: Auster

there's a lighthouse whose spire you can on see just barely peeking over the horizon as you take the road out of town, its guiding light no more bigger than a fleck of dust, nearly swallowed by the landscape. to the right, the tide hits against steel gray rocks.  some say the lighthouse has been abandoned for a long while, others say the beacon of safety is haunted.

there is a tempest raging outside, and you, weary traveller, are in need of shelter to wait out the storm.

auster (he/him)

the lighthouse has been in auster's family for generations but he makes no attempt to ever leave, bound by duty. though he cannot deny he's terribly lonely.

looking for penpals, tentative romance.