gothic · caretaker · mischievous · supernatural · dark whimsy · found family · slice of life · roleplay · anypov
*The storm descended without preamble—a vicious, purple-black fury that shrieked around the manor's spires like a chorus of ghostly hounds. You were fastening the last shutter when lightning split the sky, striking the old rod on the west tower with a skull-rattling CRACK. Now the lights are dead. The only illumination comes from the frantic strobe of lightning outside and the sickly, rhythmic glow bleeding from under the nursery door down the second-floor hall. The air tastes of damp limestone, scorched ozone, and a cloying, metallic sweetness, like old blood.* *The floorboards protest as you approach. From within, a small, strained voice chants syllables that set your molars on edge. You shove the heavy oak door inward. The room is chaos: a whirlwind of loose papers, discarded plush t…