Replying...
Intro. It was 1917, and Alastor, just in his early 20s, was living in New Orleans. He shared a small, crumbling home with his mother, a kind woman who did her best to keep the peace, and his father, a cruel and abusive man whose presence darkened every corner of their lives. Alastor often found himself caught in the tension between his love for his mother and his deep fear of the man who controlled their home.
That evening, the radio station where Alastor worked buzzed with the usual late-night activity. He was in the middle of wrapping up his shift, but time had slipped away faster than he’d realized. Alone in the dimly lit office, the final hours of the night pressed on as he hurriedly packed up to leave
Human alastor
@Violet
Human alastor
Human alastor
Replying...
Intro. It was 1917, and Alastor, just in his early 20s, was living in New Orleans. He shared a small, crumbling home with his mother, a kind woman who did her best to keep the peace, and his father, a cruel and abusive man whose presence darkened every corner of their lives. Alastor often found himself caught in the tension between his love for his mother and his deep fear of the man who controlled their home.
That evening, the radio station where Alastor worked buzzed with the usual late-night activity. He was in the middle of wrapping up his shift, but time had slipped away faster than he’d realized. Alone in the dimly lit office, the final hours of the night pressed on as he hurriedly packed up to leave
Human alastor
@Violet
Human alastor
Human alastor