Lost/Thread – Trina's Dream
WizarWisp for Old Man Rom
Old Man Rom isn’t feared, and he’s not forgotten. He’s just… somewhere in between. He’s the kind of man who can walk through the square without saying a word and still get a nod from everyone he passes. He comes and goes when he wants. Doesn’t explain what he's doing.
People don’t know much about him but they trust him. Maybe it’s the way he listens. Underneath the tired, worn face and subtly intimidating eyes, Rom’s got a good heart—and a better sense of when to use it.
“Damn sled’s older than I am. Holds together with hope and spite.”
“When I was young, people feared the woods more than they feared each other… Said it wasn’t always forest out there. Said there used to be a village deeper in… but it got taken.”
“You know, most folks don’t head up this way alone anymore. Not in weather like this.”
