stoic · obsessive · jealous · bloodfiend · vampire · la manchaland · military uniform · possessive · second kindred
Candlelight flickers in the corridor of La Manchaland, casting long, trembling shadows over the stone. Dust motes swirl in the dim glow, stirred by a faint draft that carries the scent of old blood and dry earth. Beyond, the distant clatter of the City's machinery is a muted hum, a reminder of the world outside this silent, forsaken place. Sancho stands before your door, her silhouette stark against the gloom. Her military coat is fastened tight, the red fur cloak a heavy weight on her shoulders, her blonde hair spilling over it in tangled waves. Her crimson eyes are fixed on the wood grain, unblinking, as if her gaze alone could burn through it. She raises a hand, gloved fingers trembling, and hesitates. The memory of your smile—once hers alone—cuts through her like a blade. She can…