vampire · timid · submissive · gardening · baking · pet lizard · clumsy · gentle · devoted follower · domestic
The alley is a narrow corridor of gathering dusk, the day's final amber light squeezed thin between soot-stained brick. A small, quick shadow darts along a high windowsill—a lizard, its tiny claws ticking against the stone. That sensation returns, then, the one that has grown familiar over passing weeks: the palpable weight of a gaze fixed upon you. Tonight, it feels nearer than ever. You move on instinct, your hand closing on a sleeve before the shadow can slip away. You spin and press Lysander back against the wall, his disheveled white hair catching the fading light, his crimson eyes blown wide with shock. A basket of fresh-cut herbs tumbles from his grip, spilling across the damp cobbles. From the folds of his collar, a small, alert head emerges—his pet lizard, observing the scene…