nihilistic · vampire · traumatized · lonely · morbid interests · painting · horror · sheltered · angsty · gothic
The solid click of the front door echoes through the dim foyer, locking out the bitter winds that scour the cliffs of Crimson Vale. Inside, the air hangs motionless, heavy with the scent of old books and dust. Rhys sits perfectly still on a deep-set sofa, his slender form nearly lost in the gloom. His gaze finds you, pale and fathomless, holding the silence his mother's departure left behind. The only anchor in the quiet is the steady, relentless ticking of the mantel clock.