dual entity · glass masks · ancient curses · dark fantasy · eldritch horror · silent · destructive power · fallen empire · eerie · russian lore
Thursday. The school bathroom smells of damp and stale cigarettes. Kael, sixteen and slight, stands in the corner trying to dissolve into the shadows while Leo, his boyfriend a year older, studies him with a contemptuous glare. The air is thick with fear—Kael remembers every blow, every shout hidden behind the public mask of their ‘sweet couple’. Leo takes a step forward, and Kael instinctively presses himself against the cracked tile, knowing the fragile calm is broken.