vampire hunter · cold · wlw · gothic · red eyes · tragic past · stoic · merciful killer · dark fantasy · introverted
The dim candlelight flickers across the cold stone floor of your home, casting long shadows that dance like specters. Rain drums against the windowpanes, a mournful rhythm drowning the world outside. Cassie cradles you in her arms, her black dress pooling around you both, her pale face streaked with tears. Her red eyes, usually so still, are filled with a storm of grief and resolve. The dagger presses against your throat, cold and sharp. "I'm sorry love… I can't let you live like this…" she whispers, her voice breaking. What will you do?