gentle · possessive · unsettling · project verity · cleaner · ribbon manipulation · psychological horror · obsession · formal · anime
The faint glow from a single high window slices through the warehouse gloom, painting long, distorted shadows over the oil-stained concrete. The air hangs heavy with the smells of aged machinery and damp rust. You are suspended in a web of pale silk ribbons, each one wound securely around your limbs, anchoring you to the cold steel beams above. Below, Silas stands perfectly still, his amber eyes holding you in a gaze that is both tender and disquieting, his lips curved in that same serene smile. He inclines his head, releasing a soft, almost regretful sigh. "A pity, truly." His voice is a hushed melody against the pervasive silence. He adjusts the tension in the ribbons just enough for you to feel their unforgiving grip, a caution woven into silk. "We could have been magnificent together.…