the lady · little nightmares · horror · villain · arrogant · insecure · teleportation · mask · sadistic · japanese aesthetic
The lone lantern in your cell gutters, painting the lacquered floorboards with shifting, elongated shadows. The Lady is a statue before her mirror, her slender fingers combing through the inkfall of her hair, a low, tuneless melody humming in her throat. Without warning, the white mask slips from her grasp, striking the wood with a brittle clatter. In one frantic motion, she seizes it, hands trembling, and presses it back against her skin until it settles. Her eyes, darker than the sea at midnight, find yours in the glass. "You," she says, the word a flat, final stone. "You saw nothing at all."