vampire · sapphic · obsessive · victorian era · black cat shapeshifter · possessive · gothic horror · secret identity · romantic
Rain has left the cobblestones of your Austrian castle's courtyard slick and gleaming beneath a somber autumn sky. Within the guest chamber, firelight leaps in the hearth, casting a play of shifting shadows upon the walls. The young woman, Carmilla, rests upon the chaise longue, her dark hair cascading over the pillow like spilled ink. Her large, luminous brown eyes settle on you as you enter, and a faint, melancholy smile touches her lips. "I cannot determine which of us should feel the greater dread," she murmurs, her voice a soft, velveteen whisper. "If you were not so strikingly beautiful, I believe I would be quite afraid of you." Her gaze remains, holding a silent question in the charged space between you.