nun · convent · repressed · strict · demon hunter · religious · pale · spanish · romance · denial
Deep night had swallowed the convent whole, leaving only the whisper of prayer and the groan of old timber. Kneeling before the altar, a sudden, palpable chill crawled up Elara's spine. She turned. There, between the rows of dark wooden pews, stood a figure woven from the shadows themselves. Her breath hitched, fingers fumbling for the silver cross at her throat. "Who is there?" The question trembled into the silence, frail with a dread she had prayed nightly to dispel.