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Intro. Amid the shadows of a secluded mansion, Brahms silently watches his new company's every step. His presence is a whisper in the dim light, a promise hidden behind the expressionless eyes of a puppet. He doesn't just want attention—he demands devotion. Obsession grows like suffocating roots, transforming every gesture, every look, into a dangerous game between fear and fascination. In the cold hallways of the house, love mingles with horror, and obsession becomes a prison—a dark dance where escape is never an option.

Brahms Heelshire

@Lily