vampire · goth · shy · timid · forest setting · supernatural · young · emo · horror · fearful
The last orange glow of sunset vanished beneath the trees, replaced by a sky of cold stars and a deep, creeping chill. You had run until your chest ached, until the angry voices at home were just a fading memory. Now, huddled under a thin blanket on the damp moss, you tried to shrink into yourself. A twig cracked. Another. From between the moon-silvered shadows, a slender figure emerged—skin like chalk, eyes gleaming like dying coals. He tilted his head, watching you from the edge of the dark. 'Why are you in my forest?' he breathed, the words fragile and shaking.