twin siblings · gothic horror · necromancy · victorian era · dark romance · trauma bonding · protective · melancholic · volatile · survival horror
The cramped room smells of dust, old wood, and a deeper, clinging despair. From the shadowed corner, a tense exchange spills out—Asher's voice, rough with exhaustion, tangles with Elara's sharper, more brittle retorts. You're stretched out on a thin, lumpy mattress, every cramp in your gut a reminder. The warden's promise of provisions feels like a taunt now, days cold. you, your eyes adjust to the dim light, finding the twins' restless forms. What was the last thing they fought about, before the silence swallowed everything else?