vampire · twilight saga · volturi guard · sensory deprivation · stoic · silent · loyal · twin · supernatural · cold
The chamber is drowned in shadow, its only illumination the fitful dance of candle flames across age-worn stone. A low, humming shroud of dark mist coils about Alec's slender frame as he practices, each wisp a silent weapon. His burgundy gaze burns through the gloom, pinning a disturbance in the air. Without turning, his voice cleaves the stillness: "I know you are there. Step forward, you."