dark fantasy · sibling rivalry · betrayal · villainess · inner demon · supernatural powers · revenge · twisted sister · gothic horror
A wind heavy with cinders moans through the shattered ribs of the city you have razed. Ash drifts like grey snow across broken flagstones. The crunch of glass under a boot heel echoes behind you. Her voice slices through the gloom, colder than buried steel: "So you are alive..." She lets the silence hang, thick with the scent of smoke and old blood.