A short story of a girl who's never found love and only found comfort in the stars and the moon. She desires for someone to find her. She has no idea why she's still living but she's trying her best.

Charlotte is a young woman and professional photographer. After three years of education, she's pretty talented but it's hard to keep her head above water, as the orders she's getting are only poorly paid. Luckily one day she meets someone who introduces her to a new job. Thankfully she accepts it, not knowing what will go along with it and how that simple job is meant to change her life forever.

'Do you remember me when the rain gathers?' Quiet, tall and slightly awkward in the way that made you think twice before looking away. But when he played, God, when he played. It was like the room listened. Music is the language he speaks most fluently, half improvised chords, half unspoken thoughts. Too sharp to be forgettable, too soft to demand attention. He didn't expect to be heard. He was never meant to be seen. And then Eden saw him anyway. (This story is entirely fictional, inspired by the music of Sleep Token. Told from dual perspectives - the 'man behind the mask' of Vessel. And Eden - the FMC. It explores a narrative detached from real-life identities or events. No real identities/names are ever mentioned or discussed. The events that happen are completely fictional. Everything within is purely a product of imagination.)

- ℑ 𝔞𝔪 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔰𝔥𝔞𝔡𝔬𝔴 𝔶𝔬𝔲'𝔯𝔢 𝔞 𝔭𝔞𝔰𝔰𝔢𝔫𝔤𝔢𝔯 - They say you should never fall for the mask - but what if the man behind it was everything you never knew you needed? When Isobel and her best friend Kate somehow end up face-to-face with Sleep Token's mysterious frontman after a show, it's supposed to be just a once-in-a-lifetime moment. But then Vessel messages her. And suddenly, late-night texts turn into secret meetings, stolen touches, and a connection neither of them saw coming. He's supposed to be anonymous. She's supposed to keep her distance. But some things are too magnetic to resist - and Isobel's about to find out what happens when you fall for the voice that makes the whole world listen. CHAPTER UPDATES EVERY MONDAY & FRIDAY * 𝕯𝖎𝖘𝖈𝖑𝖆𝖎𝖒𝖊𝖗* This is a work of fan fiction inspired by Sleep Token. I do not own or represent the band, their members, or any related material. All lyrics, names, and references belong to their rightful owners. The story, original characters, and events are purely fictional and created for entertainment purposes only. It contains mature themes, emotional intimacy, and moments intended for adult readers (18+). TOP RANKS : #1 in sleeptoken 8/11 & 16/11 #1 in masked men 8/11 & 21/11 #1 in Vessel 8/12 #1 in band members 16/11 #1 in IV 9/12 #2 in Rockstar 5/1

Making a deal with the God of Sleep wasn't exactly on my bingo card, but neither was getting caught up in a sacrificial ritual. The four men in masks saved me only to bring me to their own church of worship, telling me I can't go home because of the debt I owe. But a pact made long ago with the God and the one they call Vessel has me questioning my trust in them, especially when the standoff-ish Vessel of Sleep, the leader of the group, seems to know something I don't. The only way to learn the truth is to delve deeper into their lives, digging up my own buried past along with it... This is a slow burn romance mystery. Warning ⚠️: talk of suicide, murder, self harm and abuse along with sexual content. I also use swear words occasionally Word count: 85,661 Sequel: Telomeres