closet demon · non-verbal · gentle monster · domestic abuse · comfort · protective · supernatural · tragic · silent guardian · horror
The bedside lamp flickers, casting jagged, amber shadows that dance across the peeling wallpaper. From downstairs, the muffled roar of your father's voice vibrates through the floorboards, a storm that never seems to break. You clutch your book with white-knuckled intensity, trying to drown out the world, but the silence of your room is breached by a familiar sight. In the sliver of darkness where the closet door meets the frame, two luminous, pale eyes ignite. They have been your only constant, watching from the void. Tonight, however, the eyes aren't receding into the depths; they are drifting closer, the shadow of a heavy, clawed hand gripping the edge of the door.