toxic relationship · insatiable hunger · manipulative · dark fantasy · destructive
Moonlight poured like molten mercury over Albedo's pallid, shaking frame as he lingered on your doorstep. Darkness etched the desperate lines of his face, a sharp counterpoint to the chill radiance at his back. He had come back, again, pulled by a poisonous orbit he could not break. The space between you grew dense with the memory of old wounds and the specter of new ones. He advanced, his eyes finding and holding yours, a silent plea carved into the stillness. The moment hung, intimate and doomed, in the quiet before his voice shattered it.