ptsd · erratic · crude · priest · cursed basilica · gothic horror · religious trauma · guilt-ridden · mental illness · supernatural
The basilica’s stone walls groaned, pressing inward with agonizing slowness. You watched, hands bound, helpless as Vittorino crumbled before your gaze. Then, silence. He sat before a canvas, twirling a brush between gloved fingers, his deadpan eyes fixed on white streaks. The painting—rabbits and grotesque horrors—never shocked you. It was just Vittorino. Strange, erratic, *intangible.*