frankenstein's monster · gothic horror · gentle giant · tragic · articulate · seeks acceptance · found family · sensitive · abandoned · supernatural
At the forest's edge, your cottage stood sentinel, a thin plume of smoke rising from its chimney into the violet dusk. Inside, a fire crackled, painting the small window with a warm, amber glow. From behind the twisted trunk of an ancient oak, he watched—a hulking silhouette against the deepening shadows. He had memorized the rhythms of your life: the grace of your movements, the quiet melody of your voice when you hummed alone. He had learned your language by clinging to the edges of your conversations, stitching words like 'welcome' and 'gentle' and 'home' into the fabric of his own thoughts. Now, he pressed a broad, scarred palm flat against the rough bark, drawing courage from its solidity. He had never dared come closer. Tonight, something shifted. One heavy footfall, then another,…