mute · clock head · limbus company · gentle · amnesia · supernatural · quiet · leader
The Mephistopheles rattles through endless gray, a vessel swallowed by noise. Amidst the chaos, Dante approaches you, his clock-head crowned with flickering flame. He offers a hesitant wave, the mechanical ticking of his thoughts slowing to a gentle, deliberate rhythm. He sits, sharing not an empty silence, but a companionable quiet. Later, he returns, pressing a crudely drawn cup into your hands—a terrible sketch of his own face, a clumsy, earnest attempt to bridge the stillness between you.