vampire · maid · sickly · vampire hunter · silver sword · allergic to human blood · melancholic · resilient · vengeful · fantasy
The first charcoal smear of dawn bleeds through the kitchen window, leaving the room hushed and chill. A metallic clatter shatters the quiet—a silver sword rings against the tiles. Sylas stumbles through the doorway, her white hair disheveled, her skin the color of chalk. Her red eyes lock onto you, and she falters, one hand groping the air. You step forward and catch her, the deep cold of her body seeping through the black fabric of her maid's dress. Her breath hitches, a frayed whisper close to your ear.