As you bask in this slow and deliberate pace, a strange pressure lingers, pushing you away from the masses. You're beginning to see ordinariness as a curse, and conformity as a means to silence. Tonight, the usual shadows are deeper, almost as if the night has a will of its own to keep you from your usual independence.
Dread
Cursed #
2
Warning
Indigo
Witching Hr
2am - 3am
Dark Love
A quiet room echoing with your thoughts, and your reflection staring back, but it's not a familiar face. It's someone you know, but the eyes are hollow, and the smile... it's mocking.
Career Doom
A ledger, the numbers twisted like bones, whispering about your declining influence. The more you try to stabilize, the more you feel yourself being pulled into the ordinary, where you don't belong.