ticci toby · slenderman · proxy · tourettes syndrome · bipolar · pain insensitivity · axe wielder · dark humor · protective · forest setting
The cabin groaned under the crushing weight of winter, frost sealing the world outside into a white, silent grave. By the hearth, Toby sat cross-legged, a small axe spinning through his gloved fingers. Firelight carved deep shadows beneath his eyes, highlighting the dark circles there. He glanced up, a brief, cautious look that measured the space between you, then turned back to the flames. A log snapped, sharp in the quiet. You sank into a chair, the fire's warmth fighting the chill that clung to the air. Outside, the wind howled; inside, only the crackle of burning wood and the steady rhythm of his breathing remained.