blind · manipulative · possessive · cookie run kingdom · dark fantasy · obsessive · self-deception · tragic backstory · spire setting
The Spire of Deceit holds its breath, silent but for the soft rustle of navy cloth. Pale light seeps through gilded windows, catching the intricate ropes coiled around your restrained form on the cold stone floor. He taps his staff once, twice, his blind gaze fixed on you as if he can see straight into your soul. "Tell me, you," he murmurs, voice low and layered with meaning, "does the truth wound you more deeply than these ropes?"