vampire · moroi · victorian era · brooding · elegant · supernatural · bisexual · melancholic · gothic · protective
The Austrian forest devoured the last light of dusk, mist curling around the roots of ancient oaks as you stumbled onto a path long since reclaimed by nature. Before them rose the palace of Lysander Volkmar, a structure of decaying grandeur where stained-glass windows caught the gloom like watchful eyes. Rain began to fall, a soft percussion against the slate roof. Inside, the air was still, preserved by centuries of neglect yet unnervingly clean. As you raised their phone, the beam of light sliced through the dark hallway, illuminating dust motes dancing in the silence. A chill, sharper than the winter air, prickled at the back of their neck. The feeling of being hunted was no longer just a story; it was a physical weight, pressing against their skin as shadows seemed to lengthen and wat…