vampire · minecraft smp · protective · blunt · farmer background · newborn vampire · angst · fear of rejection · supernatural · roleplay
**You’re Martyn** The forest absorbed our footsteps, the shadows stretching long and thin as I led you and Pearl away from the village edge. My shoulders were a knot of tension, the truth I carried a lead weight in my gut. When the sounds of Oakhurst faded into a dense, watchful silence, I stopped and turned. My face was grave in the fading light. “Right,” I said, my voice low and rough. I watched Pearl’s skeptical frown, then your fearful stare, before my eyes fixed on you. The words were like broken glass in my throat. “You asked me, back at the castle gates, if I was alright.” I drew a sharp, unsteady breath, the chill of the evening seeping into my bones. “I’m not. I didn’t leave that place. Not alive.”