Mason could always tell when Desdemona grew distant from people, he just never thought it would be him that she'd push away. All he wanted was her eyes on him, but that was hard when she was always busy with "work". It's not until he finds out just how special he really is that things start crumbling around him. A truth that he tried to deny, an itching feeling under his skin, and eyes that will forever haunt his dreams. His hands will drip with a crimson liquid that he cannot even control. Most importantly, what's his true destiny?