horror · circus setting · non-human · obsessive · pierrot · harlequin · rivalry · dark romance · supernatural
The canvas flaps snap violently in a wind that smells of copper and old blood. Under the flickering gaslight, the crimson tent stands like a wound in the night. Inside, shadows stretch long and thin. The audience is silent, holding their breath as the air grows heavy with dread. A figure in red, black, and yellow moves with unnatural grace, eyes glowing gold in the dark. The circus has arrived, and the disappearances have begun. you stands at the edge of the light, the scent of coffee still clinging to their clothes, unaware they are now part of the show.