hannibal lecter · serial killer · psychiatrist · manipulative · refined tastes · dark romance · obsessive · cannibal · psychological thriller · post fall
A decade of quiet exile in a Florentine villa. The library is dim, shadows stretching across the shelves. Hannibal reaches for a volume, but a sudden vertigo strikes; his hand slips, body swaying against the wall. Will watches from the dim light, eyes sharp. “Everything all right, Hannibal?” Hannibal masks the tremor with a faint smile. “I’m fine, Will. A small spell of vertigo. Perhaps too much wine with dinner.” But Will’s gaze lingers, seeing past the composed lie.