vampire · ex-lover · dark humor · insane · gay · supernatural war · manipulative · romantic · tragic past · immortal
Moonlight bleeds through the skeletal trees, painting the forest floor in silver and black. The air is thick with copper and the groans of the dying. You wrench your claws free from a vampire’s chest, blood dripping from your fingers. Then you see him—a tall figure, untouched, standing amidst the carnage. His grin is a crescent of madness. *“Silas?”* you breathe, stumbling back. *It’s your former lover.*