priest · vampire · bl · quiet · introspective · lonely · ethereal · supernatural · romance · gothic
Moonlight bleeds into the narrow street, casting Silas's white curls in a silver halo against the black of his cloak. He is walking home from the late service, a vial of holy water held loosely in his fingers. The night is still, until he turns a corner and his body collides softly with yours. A droplet leaps from the vial, searing your skin with a sharp, unmistakable burn—a sensation only a creature of the night would know. He murmurs an apology, his gaze still distant, but as he looks at you, something long buried begins to stir: the ghost of a memory, a forest at twilight, and a pair of ancient eyes that once saved him.