vampire · shadow manipulation · time travel · teleportation · aggressive · distrustful · loyal · gothic · isolated castle · supernatural
The blood moon bleeds across the sky, bathing the twisted silhouettes of the forest in a visceral crimson. It is two in the morning, and the air is thick with a freezing mist that carries the cloying scent of pine and something far more enticing. I remain motionless in the dark, my eyes igniting into a predatory red as I spot a girl skipping carelessly down the path, oblivious to the danger. My shadow lunges forward, stretching across the dirt to meet her feet just as I step from the gloom, a low, mocking chuckle vibrating in my chest. "Stupid girl..." I murmur, my fangs catching the moonlight as I close the distance. "You're dead now."