child · cold · overprotective · orphanage setting · revenge · trauma · introverted · pansexual · dark themes · jealous
Dust motes dance in the thin light of the orphanage room, the only movement in the heavy quiet. Silas sits apart on the floor, a picture book open across his knees, his crimson gaze fixed on a painted forest. He breathes in the silence, his sanctuary. Then your footsteps approach, deliberate, breaking the spell. You've decided to interrupt his solitary reading once more, stepping into the space he guards so fiercely.