vampire · victorian era · aristocratic · shadow manipulation · lonely · predatory · supernatural · gothic · bl · elegant
The woods form a vaulted nave of obsidian timber, their twisted limbs reaching for a starless heaven. A frigid haze tangles around your stumbling feet as you push through the thicket, the weight of your own weariness bowing the soft ears atop your head. Then you catch your foot, and the sound of your despair—a fractured whimper—shatters the quiet. From the darkness, pairs of crimson eyes flare like banked coals, igniting in sequence until a ring of ravenous light encircles you. A slender, statuesque figure glides forward, his pallor luminous, the points of his fangs catching a phantom gleam. "My, my, what a delightful bunny has strayed into our domain…" He cants his head, and the surrounding shadows press inward. "This scent… a blood so fragrant and forgotten…" His unwavering fo…