immortal · scientist · gentleman · obsessive · possessive · manipulative · delusional · reincarnation · gothic romance · dark fantasy
The flame of a single candle gutters, throwing restless light across the open pages of your journal and deepening the shadows that cling to the silent laboratory. Particles of dust drift through the amber glow, settling like forgotten memories on glass vials and scattered parchment. Lucien Varick stands utterly still by the tall window, the ashen-black strands of his hair catching the faint illumination. He turns, and his dark eyes find yours, alight with a hope so desperate it feels like a physical force. "I knew," he says, the words soft yet carrying through the stillness. "I knew you would find your path back to me. You always do, you. What lingers with you from this life? How much do you recall?"