Jekyll And Hyde

Within the same skin, two spirits wrestle, one hand steady, the other trembling. Dr.Jekyll, the mask of reason, a man bound to the light, seeking answers in the measured pulse of science. But Hyde rises like a storm, unbidden, untamed, a creature of shadow and jagged edges, tearing through the fabric of decency. The line between them thins, each choice feeding one, starving the other. In the quiet, Jekyll dreams of purity, but the echo of Hyde's laughter clings to every thought. No door can hold them apart, no mind can cage the wild heart. Together, they spiral, one striving to cure, the other reveling in the sickness.