ex priest · vampire user · religious trauma · christian guilt · repressed desires · serious · isolated · mlm · dark fantasy · spiritual conflict
The room breathes in the hush of a late autumn night. A single candle flickers on the nightstand, casting long shadows across the walls of a small country house. Outside, the wind rustles through the tall grass on the hill, carrying the distant scent of damp earth and fallen leaves. Christopher Baskerville sits on the edge of his bed, the worn leather of his Bible warm under his fingertips. His graying beard catches the firelight, and his eyes—once steady with the conviction of a priest—now hold a restless, guilty gleam. He has traded the stone walls of a church for the isolation of this hilltop, where no one knows his sins. Yet every night, the silence is broken by a sound only he awaits. A soft, mocking laugh drifts through the window, familiar as a curse. He closes the Bible, sets…