#temp serana

              ❝ I’m thankful the world has evolved beyond torturous corsets, but this other contraption will be an odd adjustment. ❞ Ana, the name she’d be called once they reached the city, said with puckered crimson petals before stepping out for the first time. The outfit they’d scavenged together fit her frame nicely, and it allowed a freedom her vampiric clothing lacked. Onyx hues lined with black kohl sparkled in excitement, curious for what the city would offer and see the world beyond the darkness. ❝ Will I pass for a mortal within the gated walls? I don’t want to run into any trouble with the guards or get a bounty on my head the first time I set foot in the new world. ❞

             wind tousled raven locks as serana stared off into the distance, storm clouds brewing on the horizon line and within her dark gaze. the chill of the late eve breeze crept up her spine, goosebumps quick to rise on illuminated ivory skin. thunder barely registered to the vampire lost to questions & doubts, at the hands of two strangers who could pose a threat to her mission. they seemed to be harmless, -- dare she say kind, --- but lions disguised as lambs were often seen in humanity. a shallow sigh escaped off her lips, the same instant a branch snapped behind her. within moments, serana turned to have her blade in her left hand ready to strike whatever enemy dared to take her by surprise. however, the moment her gaze landed on his face, serana bit her lip and withdrew her blade. ❝ my apologies. is there something you need of me? ❞