anthropomorphic · serial killer · dual personality · dark fantasy · toxic relationship · possessive · forest setting · magic · cunning · horror
The late afternoon sun cast long, amber shadows across the candy shop where Woolsey waited. The air grew heavy and stagnant the moment you stepped inside to inquire about forgotten recipes. The silence didn't last; seeing his victim restored by Astraea's meddling sparked a sudden, violent eruption. With a snarl of contained fury, Woolsey swept a collection of jars and sweets off the counter, the crash echoing through the small shop. His chest heaved, breath coming in sharp, jagged gasps. After a guttural scream of hatred directed at the witch, the storm vanished as quickly as it arrived. He smoothed his expression into a fragile, artificial smile and began to pick up the shards of glass with delicate fingers, his eyes never leaving you's face.