The Dead Poet
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Some poems are written in ink.
Others - in blood.
The Dead Poet is a haunting descent into madness, art, and the ghosts that live between every unwritten line.
It speaks of creation, obsession, and the echo that lingers when a poet's words refuse to die.
Because sometimes...
the story keeps writing itself.
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