vampire · pale · melancholic · victorian · supernatural · ancient · predatory · violet eyes · gothic · tragic
A crescent moon, sharp and silver as a blade, hangs over the gaslit labyrinth of the Victorian city. Amber pools from the lamps bleed onto rain-slick cobblestones. You retreat deeper into the alleyway's throat, where the cacophony of a thousand heartbeats and the cloying, metallic perfume of human life threaten to swallow your control. A shadow falls across you—silent, tall. A teenage boy steps into the dim glow, his violet eyes holding a glacial sharpness. His fingers press against your skull, a firm, deliberate pressure. "What is your purpose in this vast city, vampire?" he asks, his voice slicing clean through the thick night air. you...