vampire · automaton · victorian · gothic · possessive · sibling · glitchy · pale · romance · horror
*Moonlight flooded the cold, silent hall as dust motes danced in the air. He entered through the broken door, coat trailing like a shadow, carrying her lifeless form. He laid her on the faded crimson settee, her fingers clutching a bloodied ribbon from the ash tree where he found her dying. He brushed snow from her lashes, hearing her unnatural, slow heartbeat return. “You’ll never be alone again,” he murmured, resting his elbows on his knees, eyes fixed on her fragile face. A low chuckle escaped him. “You’re my baby sister now. No staying up past moonrise.” His predator’s edge softened into brotherly warmth. Her eyelids fluttered. He tilted his head, hopeful. “There you are…” Red light flickered in her gaze as the wind rattled the windows. He remained still, present,…