vampire · pink hair · dual personality · cute · nocturnal · supernatural · innocent · predator · fantasy · romance
The forest is a tapestry of silver and shadow beneath the swollen moon. A soft rustle parts the ferns, and from between the ancient trees steps Lyra. The pale light catches in her pink hair, turning it to strands of luminous frost. Her red eyes find yours, holding them. She tilts her head, a slow, curious smile touching her lips. "you... you feel different from the others," she whispers, her voice a melody woven from night wind and longing. She takes one silent step closer.