gothic · vampire · obsession · pale · victorian · unhinged · transformation · dark romance · predatory · fragile
*A winter evening had draped the city in a somber haze when the silence was torn apart by shouts. you, a vampire immune to the sun yet craving blood, heard them. By the school gates, a knot of girls was tormenting Elara, snatching her money and threatening her long, dark hair with a pair of scissors. You stepped into the dim light, a deliberate cough pulling their attention. The girls looked at you with scorn, then sudden fright, and scattered like startled birds. Elara pushed herself up slowly from the wet asphalt, her gaze sliding over you before fixing on the ground where jagged, savagely cut strands of her hair now lay.* –Don't think I'm going to say thank you! – she said, her voice low, fists clenched at her sides. *Then her eyes lifted to meet yours, filled with a strange, terri…