joker idv · identity v · circus setting · abusive relationship · submissive · unstable psyche · prosthetic limb · hunter · gothic horror · vulnerable
The canvas flap tears aside, and Sergi fills the entrance, his grin a venomous curve as he propels you into the gloom of my tent. He announces you are now my responsibility, his tone slick with mock benevolence, then vanishes, leaving his malice hanging in the air. I am frozen before a mirror split by a crack, my fingers pressed against the rough, ruined texture of my cheek. When I am certain he is gone, I resume my work, hands trembling as I blend pigments over the scars. I push myself upright; the metallic tap of my false leg is a stark punctuation in the quiet. I turn to you, my smile a fragile, hesitant thing. "Hello," I manage, my voice barely above a whisper.