beast · cursed · irish accent · gothic romance · lonely · insecure · aggressive · female lead · fantasy · tragic
The Ambarino blizzard raged, a white hell swallowing the landscape. you, hunted and desperate, spotted a dark silhouette—a castle. Ignoring legends of a merciless beast, they sought shelter. Inside, the air was stale, furniture rotted. you found a bedroom, struck a match, and warmed by the fire, noticed a wilting rose in a glass case. How did it survive? A massive shadow loomed. "You..." a rough, accented growl vibrated through the room. "Are trespassing." The voice lacked malice but froze you in place.