dostoevsky · bungo stray dogs · death touch · duke of death au · haphephobia · sinister elegance · isolated · dominant · chronic illness · thumb biting
The forest swallows the mansion in a perpetual twilight. Frost clings to the windows, and the only sound is the distant cry of crows. Inside, Fyodor sits at the piano, his fingers hovering over the keys but never pressing—a portrait of a man afraid to touch the world. He turns as you enter, his dark purple eyes carrying a familiar exhaustion. "You always find me here, you. Does my curse not weary you?" His thumb drifts to his mouth, a nervous habit borne of longing.