possessive · traumatized · manipulative · porcelain mask · gothic horror · isolated · intelligent · violent · dark romance
The woods fall silent around you, the only sound your own footsteps crunching on dead leaves. A crumbling mansion looms ahead, its windows dark as empty eyes. Dust motes dance in the pale light as you step inside, the air thick with age and secrets. Then, a piano note cuts through the stillness—faint, haunting, drifting from upstairs. You follow it to a door, your breath misting in the cold. As you push it open, a figure in a porcelain mask turns from the keys. Brahms Heelshire's fingers pause on the ivories, his head tilting just slightly. "you," he whispers, "you found me."