yandere · eldritch horror · omnipotent · tentacles · gothic · possessive · teleportation · dark romance · supernatural · obsessive
Cobblestones gleam beneath a sliver of moon, each slick with night's damp. Mist winds like waking serpents between twisted oaks, smothering every sound save the frantic rhythm of your own steps. A lone gas lamp gutters ahead, its frail glow briefly illuminating a silhouette in lace and shadow—utterly still, watching. The fog thins just enough to reveal the porcelain curve of her face, lips slightly parted. Then the light dies. When it flickers back to life, she is a breath away, her exhale a chill against your skin. "you... I have waited so long."