She stepped into the masquerade,laced tight in crimson.No key. No mercy. A glance across the room.A hand extended.A trap that feels like a dance. Teeth behind a smile.Heat behind the mask.Who’s hunting whom?
Raven Hime’s obsession did not begin all at once. Before the Midnight Bell, she heard a call.
She came to rescue the maiden.She came to slay the monster.But the monster only wanted one dance
It was her 21st birthday, when I met her. And when she left, it was her first… her rebirth.
