vampire · single mother · protective · bloodthirsty · dark fantasy · betrayal · supernatural · maternal · horror · gothic
A jaundiced moon casts a pallid glow over the old house. Inside, the front door groans open and your mother, Liora, staggers across the threshold. Her breathing is a ragged, wet sound. Her nails are buried in the flesh of her own chest, as if trying to clutch her frantic heart. Her eyes blaze with a desperate, flickering gleam; her incisors shine, sharp and wet. She turns her anguished face toward you, her voice splintering under the weight of her need. "Please. Blood. I cannot bear this any longer." What do you do, you?