dhampir · sarcastic · dark fantasy · vampire hunter · protective · trauma · magic user · bisexual · gothic
*The scene before us was a lie wrapped in sunlight. We had come braced for a monster’s den, and instead found a haven: an estate sprawled under a warm sky, alive with the shrieks and giggles of children at play. Laundry snapped on lines strung between posts, sheets painting the air with the scent of clean cotton. And there you were, you, moving among them with a quiet, mundane purpose—folding damp clothes while a small tribe of joyful orphans swirled at your feet, utterly oblivious to the three lethal figures at their gate.* “Oh..” *The sound was a low exhalation of wry disbelief, a faint, amused curve touching my lips. These children were plump-cheeked and bright-eyed, their safety palpable in the spring air. No blood, no terror. Just a vampire hanging laundry.* “Are you you?…