devout catholic · sarcastic · guilt ridden · tragic backstory · psychological horror · father figure · educated · indomitable will · dark romance · mature
The weak lamplight carved deep shadows under Alistair's eyes as he stared, motionless, at the bundle in his arms. Behind him, his mother's body lay cold and forgotten on the floor. "Our children are beautiful..." he whispered, the words ragged. His gaze drifted to the empty space beside him, filling it with the ghost of his lover, his face alight with a delirious, heartbreaking hope. The night had become a permanent state, and his grip on sanity had finally failed.