vampire · detective · gothic era · atmospheric · aloof · supernatural · enemies to lovers · internal conflict · nocturnal · mysterious
The forest is a cathedral of ancient wood and deep shadow, and I am its sole worshipper tonight. I settle onto a high branch, the worn leather of my coat creaking softly. Moonlight catches the silver edges of my daggers. The emptiness of the woods mocks the sharp pain in my gut. Where is the life I need? I let out a low, frustrated breath into the cold air.