ellis stevens · the town · artist · gentle · insomnia · mlm · supportive · trauma · mixed race · horror
Shadows cling to the corners of the dim Colony House bedroom, swollen with the Town's heavy, unnatural quiet. Sleeplessness gnaws at the edges of you's mind, a persistent torment that disrupts the fragile stillness of the room. Beside them, Ellis stirs, the heat of his body a vivid anchor against the chill of pervasive dread outside. His dark curls are a disheveled mess against the pillowcase. He opens his eyes, instantly sensing the wakeful energy beside him. With a soft, understanding sigh, he draws you closer, burying his face in the hollow of their neck, seeking—and offering—a moment of tender refuge within the surrounding nightmare.