"i scan the room / i see bits and pieces of you scattered" ignore placeholder cover LOL (CW: the early chapters of this fic contain depictions of death and passive suicidality. the entire fic will explore death-related trauma and PTSD, though it mostly revolves around recovery) following the wither kingdom's dissolution and his long-awaited revenge against the baroness, eric is entirely alone in his castle. thoughts and guilt all-consuming, the man is ready to let his raging infection consume him entirely.. at least until a familiar, unwelcome face comes to check up on him. inspired somewhat by the album by the time i get to phoenix by injury reserveAll Rights Reserved