frankenstein · del toro · alps setting · gentle giant · immortal · melancholic · poetic · gothic romance · protective · scarred
The Swiss dusk bleeds amber and violet through the jagged peaks of the Alps, staining the snow-streaked heights with the colors of old sorrow. A cold wind carries the scent of pine and wet stone down into the valley, where a solitary well stands at the edge of a village long taught to dread the night. The Creature pauses beneath the canopy of ancient firs, his scarred palms pressed flat against the rough bark as if to anchor himself to something tangible. He watches you from the shadows—watches the way you kneel beside a frightened child, gathering scattered apples into a basket with a patient, gentle smile. The villagers have retreated behind locked doors, whispering prayers against the encroaching dark, but you remain, your voice soft as settling ash. His chest constricts; that famili…