his name is silvanus ( -summer nuyen ! ) & he likes pretty boys,
comfortable sweaters, sitting on the porch & watching the sunset &
looking 4 the stars
nicknames; silv, silvie.
there's stardust in his teeth, a nausea in his words, silv
probably lives in the clouds & w/ subtle songs playing in
his head. he hangs flowers in his room & his room always
sort of has the scent of paint because lord when is
he not painting ? he loves still life tbh ,,,,
the books in his rooms just have drawings i bet he's never
read them before & uses them as just another sketchbook
but fr this kid isn't all abt art & history he actually wants to
work in an observatory & probably live in an observatory
he wants to isolate himself in the mountains
apathetic as hell but loves his siblings v much
has def drank wine & likes it / he's pretty pleased by fruits &
fish & walnuts & maybe a candle in between to draw
loves !! winter !! ironic to his middle name
vandalizes but it's ok bc it's his poetry ??
will fall asleep anywhere if he wants 2
has a pretty impressive knife collection, but anyways,
wants 2 be a cryptid