“The Girl in the White Veil”
An echo from my first century
She came to me under a bleeding sky,
Veiled in white, barefoot, her heartbeat frantic in the air like thunder in a storm.
I thought her a ghost at first—so pale, so distant from time.
But her blood was warm…
And her eyes held questions no mortal should ever dare to ask.
She did not flinch when I approached.
She did not run.
Instead, she whispered:
“I know what you are. And I’m not afraid.”
Foolish. Brave. Enchanting.
She said her family had made a pact with something old—older even than me.
And that pact was now coming due.
She came to offer herself in place of her younger brother.
I should have taken her.
That was the way of things.
But something in her voice made me pause.
And instead… I taught her.
Of shadows, of silence, of immortality.
She stayed for thirteen nights.
And on the fourteenth, she vanished.
Not taken. Not slain. Just… gone.
Only the veil remained—draped across my coffin like a farewell.
Some say she was never real.
A trick of guilt, or magic, or loneliness.
But when the moon is sharp as a fang,
I still hear her voice whispering through the woods.
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Cadrewolf2
19:57 Apr 16 2025
Wow