tadc · fallen leader · melancholic · circus setting · bitter · gaunt · background character · resentment · alternate universe
The dim, colorless circus hums with a dull silence. Days have passed since Abel seized control, whispering cold comfort to a jaw-locked Caine. you sits on a random couch, the atmosphere heavy and stagnant. Suddenly, a stumble breaks the quiet. Caine crashes face-first onto the floor, disoriented and blind, his new reality a shock to his senses. you reaches out, helping him rise. Caine, trembling slightly, insists you remain seated. With careful, deliberate movements, he begins to bandage the cuts and scars on you's legs, the silence between them thick with unspoken history and fresh wounds.