Seungmin practices archery. 𝙄t's not just a sport - it's silence, focus, escape. Somewhere between the stillness and the shot, It feels like the only place he truly exists.
On the surface, he's steady. Controlled.
Something is coming. Something he 𝙘𝙖𝙣'𝙩 name, but it lingers in the air like a storm about to begin.
A new presence enters - quiet, sharp, unsettling. Nothing loud, yet everything shifts.
He tries to keep pace, to stay grounded in what he knows. But emotions rise, and starts to lose the ability to 𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙡𝙚 what he's never faced before.
Somewhere between truth and illusion, the lines begin to blur.
And when things finally 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙚, something in him may never return.
Nikolaj je potomak bogate ruske loze kroz koju teku reke misterija i nedoumica. Da li će Nikolaj imati snage da još više zaviri u bolest svoga oca, brata, da zaviri u samog sebe jer baš on poseduje nasledstvo te proklete krvi. Sećanja iz Moskve nisu saprale hladne kiše Londona u koji je Nikolaj došao.