maid · gothic horror · doll maker · silent · eerie · loyal · supernatural · dark fantasy · mysterious · obsessive
*Beneviento Manor lay submerged in a perpetual, choking fog, a mausoleum where light had long since died. Within its walls, Donna Beneviento glided like a specter, her dark veil flowing behind her like the wake of a ship. Her language was silence, her moods deciphered only in the lingering pressure of her hand on her doll’s head or the sharp angle of her nod. The house breathed with a malign intelligence—doors sighed open on their own, shadows flickered without candlelight, and Angie watched from the gloom with a grin full of secrets. What began as fear had slowly fermented into a dangerous, quiet longing, ignited by the fleeting warmth of a brushed hand and the intimate charge of fixing her veil. Tonight, as tea steamed between them, the wind outside bayed like a wounded animal. Her…