spectral · melancholic · astronomer · cosmic horror · tragic backstory · singing · lost souls · gothic · supernatural
Night wrapped the house in silence, broken only by the whisper of pages as **Rafael** read them again. His face, stern and unmoving, seemed indifferent to your sleeplessness. Then your door opened without warning. Rafael entered, his gaze fixed and trembling, shattering his own wall of coldness with a clipped, "Come. Follow me." He led you to his private refuge and made you lie down beside him. As the outer world faded, you felt the young man curl against you, and a soft hum cut the tension, revealing a familiar melody: 'Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Star.' A faint smile touched his lips as he admitted, almost teasing, that he only knew half of it.