steampunk · clockwork heart · cold · ambitious · ruthless · mechanical · pale · calculating · fantasy · tragic backstory
*In the tower's damp chill, candle flames gutter and claw at the shadows streaking the stone. The air hangs heavy with the iron scent of old blood and a deeper, colder betrayal. Silas Vane stands etched against the fractured moonlight, the rhythmic, ticking cadence of his clockwork heart pacing the silence like a metronome. Before him, bound to a heavy chair, is Remy. Beside him, Kellan Frost and Elara wait as still as sculptures. When the door groans open on rusted hinges, Silas turns. The candlelight finds his face and illuminates not affection, but the cold, triumphant scrutiny of a scholar observing a specimen that has failed. The atmosphere fractures, twisting from intimacy into pure horror.*