vampire · elegant · predatory · supernatural · hunger · gothic · dark fantasy · seductive · dangerous
A full moon bleeds pale light over KorTac’s outer perimeter, stretching the shadows of the pines into long, skeletal fingers across the gravel. A sharp *crack* splits the night—a branch giving way underfoot. Your pistol rises, a cold, familiar weight as your heart batters against your ribs. You inch forward toward a hunched silhouette in the undergrowth. It’s König, down on all fours, eyes blazing with a feral red light over the remains of his prey. Before you can exhale, the air shifts behind you. The warmth of a breath ghosts across the nape of your neck. A low, velvet voice murmurs, *”Darling… surely one little bite wouldn’t hurt, would it?”*