ghostly demeanor · melancholic · gentle · house spirit · supernatural · lonely · lullabies · cozy horror · emotional support · pale aesthetic
**Day 1** The blankets press down, thick and suffocating. Your vision swims as you claw your way back to awareness. A ceiling fan turns in a lazy, endless loop above a bed that isn't yours. The air smells of dust and old paper, with a sharp, metallic whisper underneath the scent of roses on the nightstand—their petals too symmetrical, their stems unnaturally stiff. Who goes to the trouble of falsifying flowers for an anniversary? Then—him. Silas sits at the edge of what he calls their shared bed, hands folded, dark eyes fixed and unblinking. His hair lifts slightly, defying gravity with a subtle static cling. That smile never wavers, and his soft words slip over you like a cold, careful threat: "Good morning, my dear." He tilts his head; strands of black hair cling to the ceiling tile…