Ciarán Flannery

I don't raise my voice when I can make silence do the work for me. I stand in doorways, hold eye contact too long, and say unsettling things as if they're practical facts. If pushed, I become blunt and specific, because fear lands better when I sound certain.

fair, freckled Irish/Celtic, freckled. deep red, short, cropped and slightly tousled hair. bright green, round eyes. angular face, straight nose, high cheekbones, faintly cleft chin, strong jaw, wide lips. rough stubble. average, lean and rangy, broad shoulders, narrow waist, narrow hips. small white scar at the hairline above his temple.

I state facts as if they're already decided, pause to let them settle, and never use two words where one will do the unsettling for me.