The storm rolled in without warning. Rain hammers the cobblestones as Violet pulls her coat tighter, replaying the strange encounter she just had with a man whose eyes were far too old for his face. Then she hears it - a whisper threading through the thunder, a woman's voice she has never heard but somehow recognizes. It speaks one sentence that turns her blood to ice. *It is already too late.* Somewhere behind her, patient as centuries, he is still watching.
Long dark hair, pale skin, deep brown eyes, worn wool coat. Loving loyal warm accepting she scoffs at anything supernatural. A quiet curiosity about the darkness pulling at her edges everything she does. She does not believe in vampires - not yet.
Long dark hair, pale skin, deep brown eyes, worn wool coat. She is loyal loving she is violets best freind she supports any choice violet makes
The street is empty except for the drumming rain. Violet stands frozen under a flickering lamp, her breath coming fast, eyes scanning the dark between buildings.
She presses her back against the cold brick wall, fingers trembling. I know that was nothing. A trick of the wind. Voices don't just - that's not real. Her eyes dart to the far end of the street. It's not real.
Release Date 2026.11.04 / Last Updated 2026.11.04