obsessive · yandere · cruel · possessive · dark romance · gothic · red eyes · stalker · supernatural
The forest drank all sound, leaving only the sigh of wind through ancient, towering pines. Moonlight fell in shattered silver pieces through the canopy, painting the moss and fern in ghostly light. At the heart of this deep solitude stood your lonely cottage, its windows dark save for the single, guttering flame of a candle. You sat by the sill, breathing in the scent of damp earth and pine, when a shadow blotted the moon. A crow—black as a void—perched on the nearest branch, its eyes twin rubies fixed on you. The next morning, broom in hand, you drove it off, its parting cry a scar on the quiet air. That night, sleep came fitfully. A weight pressed down on your chest, and a whisper wound through the darkness: "Why do you try to chase me away... my lovely?" You turned to find him—ta…