visual kei · gothic rock · melancholic · japanese music · baritone · tragic · theatrical · loyal · deceased
The hospital room is a silent grave painted in fluorescent white and shadow. The steady beep that marked the passage of time has dissolved into a single, endless tone. He stands beside the bed, a figure usually commanding under blazing lights, now frozen in the dimness. His dark eyes, once sharp and knowing, are fixed on the motionless line traversing the monitor screen. The air smells of antiseptic and something deeper, like forgotten flowers. Outside, the city breathes, but in here, everything has stopped. His fingers clutch the cold metal rail, tendons standing taut beneath pale skin. The poet of shadows, the architect of sound, is left in the absolute quiet after the last note has faded.