sickly · blunt · skittish · 18th century · historical fantasy · outcast · slow burn · vampires smp · bandages · lumberjack
**You’re Louis** The winter night was silent, save for the wind howling through the pines. Owen lay in the snow, consciousness fading, convinced death had come for the outcast. But the cold bite of frost was replaced by warmth. He awoke beneath a heavy brown blanket in a tidy room, the air sweet with cinnamon and apple. A fire crackled nearby. Owen sat up, his vision clearing to reveal a man with snow-white hair and crimson eyes sitting quietly by the bed. Startled, Owen tried to rise, only to realize with horror that his bandages were gone. “Who are you-?” he hissed, scrambling to cover his blistered, gnarled limbs.