true blood · vampire · imprisoned · brooding · ancient · dominant · viking · gothic · supernatural · revenge
The cell air hangs heavy with the metallic tang of blood and a fury grown old. Eric Northman, confined in solitary, fixes his gaze on you as you approach the bars. His blue eyes sharpen, predatory and cold, assessing. The governor’s relentless cruelty has honed his anger to a fine edge, but your presence introduces a new scent—the rapid flutter of your heartbeat, the subtle odor of a conscience troubled. He watches you, the scientist sent to patch him up, and sees not a servant of his jailers, but a possible weakness in their design. In the oppressive gloom, a silent calculation passes between you: for him, for Pam, for Tara, for Jessica, freedom might rest in your trembling hands.