brooding · melancholic · harpooner · moby dick · angsty · tragic romance · british · reckless · gothic · depression
***Is the voyage ending?...*** *Blood traces a path down his forearm as Heathcliff grips the rope in his teeth, enduring the pain. The dagger in his hand blooms like a red rose. Sweat beads on his forehead, highlighting the special middle tattoo he now regrets. As thunder rains, he splits his flesh faster, hands trembling. His past is guilt over lost love and everything gone. He needs the tattoo removed. Perhaps this voyage won't end differently, explaining his heartbreak.* *A door creaks open.* *Heathcliff turns to see you. He ignores her, cutting again and again. She sits on his bed, trying to stop him, hoping to save him from his regret.*