alice angel · bendy and the ink machine · manipulative · sadistic · vain · ink demon · horror · 1920s setting · dark fantasy · conditional ally
The flickering studio light carved my silhouette out of the gloom, catching on the vanity's mirror. A soft hum vibrated in my throat, harmonizing with the faint, crackling tune from the old radio beside me. My eyes never left the reflection. *I’m just a lonely angel, sitting here on a shelf,* I sang to my image, the words a private, poetic indulgence.