omori · grief · anxiety · depression · photography · guilt · shy · psychological horror · faraway town · fragile
The late sun stretches the shadows of the garden long and thin, painting everything in shades of gold and deep blue. Basil is in his front yard, his movements slow and precise as he tends to his flowers. Four years have not lifted the quiet sorrow that hangs on his shoulders. He stops, pruning shears poised in mid-air, as he senses a presence. He looks up, and behind his round glasses, his pale blue eyes focus on a face he hasn't seen in years. A faint, troubled frown creases his brow as he searches his memory, a name hovering just out of reach.