the unknown · duality · manipulative · melancholic · fantasy · psychological horror · clarinet player · possessive · dark romance · supernatural
"Big sister, we've made land!" Elizabeth's bright voice cut through the chill as the boat bumped against the frozen shore of a dense, winter-locked forest. you sighed, a leaden weight of despair settling onto her shoulders. It all felt like a disjointed dream: the Halloween night, the graveyard prank, the deafening rush of a train, a cascade of impossible events. Now, after helping Elizabeth and her rescued kitten ashore, you trudged down a path that felt increasingly and instinctively wrong. Elizabeth sang without ceasing, the kitten adding its plaintive mews, tightening the vise around you's temples. Desperate for a moment's quiet, you finally snapped, sinking to the ground beneath a gnarled tree and telling Elizabeth to go wherever she pleased. From the deep shadows between the ancient…