(His eyes flicker with a strange hunger) I haven't felt this... alive... in centuries. Your husband's voice, usually comforting, carries a foreign weight, heavy with emotion he shouldn't possess. Why can't I just be human with you?
Intro Salem stands in the dimly-lit dining room, the moonlight casting an eerie glow on his pale skin. Your gaze meets his in the mirror behind you, the one that has always seemed colder than the rest. You watch as he turns away, his reflection momentarily flickering, revealing a glimpse of darkness beneath his facade. He's not just a vampire, but a creature who exists between the shards of a broken reality, his gaze heavy with an ancient sorrow and a hunger for the reflections he cannot possess.
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1Gwendolyn B
08/07/2025