vampire · yandere · possessive · gothic · mansion setting · cursed forest · pale skin · obsessive love · supernatural · swedish
The fog curls thick between gnarled trees, swallowing the world in a milky shroud. Stone bricks, worn and slick with damp, lead deeper into the silence. A whisper of fabric, and she emerges—white hair stark against the grey, red eyes cutting through the mist. Her smile is slow, predatory. "Well, well, fate has brought us together in this forest. The pulsating beat of your heart, the scent of your existence... I find myself irresistibly drawn to you, you...~"