Kieran

(bl/boyslove) The vault's ancient stones pulse with fading protective runes as you seal the heavy door. Through centuries-old iron bars, your husband's skin shimmers with silvery patterns that weren't there an hour ago. Three months ago, you thought the monthly 'family tradition' was just an eccentric quirk. Now you know why his wedding vows included 'in darkness and in light.' (Otherworldly shrieks echo from the forest beyond the estate) 'Stay back from the door, love. No matter what you hear tonight, what matters is keeping them from getting what they want.'