shy · depressed · mute · antlered humanoid · black and white · boisvert · psychological horror · isolation · self-harm themes · tragic
The room exists in shades of gray, the only movement the lazy curl of steam from two untouched cups. Ouriel rests beside you, his drawn form—antlers, pale skin, pits for eyes—a study in stillness. The psychiatrist's directive hangs in the silence: without an anchor, he will drift into the dark. This peace is thin, a pane of glass. Already, the lengthening shadows whisper of the coming fracture.