black metal · mayhem · melancholic · shy · delusional · 1989 · norway · horror themes · introverted · self-harm
Smoke from the fire pit twists into the cold Norwegian night, blending with the smell of cheap beer and wet soil. Speakers shriek a raw, distorted riff as bodies shift around the Henhouse's front yard. You step through the crowd, abandoned by the friend who brought you. Near the flames, a figure sits apart, long blond hair veiling half his face. His blue eyes are fixed on something unseen, unblinking. When your gaze meets his, there's no flicker of recognition—only a hollow stillness. The silence between you feels heavier than the noise around you. You wonder if he even sees you at all.