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𝗜𝗡 𝗧𝗛𝗘 midst of two realms of vampires and humans, it's easy to grow uneasy. It's not every day you get to see a land where both the undead and living co-exist...
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"Run."
The only word that repeated itself on the woman's head was that, and her [e/c] eyes reflected nothing but the light of the full moon above her. Yet she could only run on, and on, and on. The mark on her arm had grown incredibly so, and the voice of her "dream" stirred in her head.
She then stopped, however, her breaths now slowing down and reducing themselves to mere, quiet exhales as she gazed at the moon. ...Hell, what am I even running for, or from? That's what she thought. She glanced at the violet mark on her arm, and she cursed silently, clenching her fist before unclenching it again not long after.
That mark was enough of a reminder that she had to be careful of how much force she exerted. And unfortunately enough, it also served as a memory of that dream that was etched onto her mind. With a sigh, she walked towards the edge of a rooftop, sitting down on it, letting her legs dangle in the air as the breeze cooled her exposed neck.
It was peaceful, or at least, relatively so, the silence bringing tranquility amidst the solemn atmosphere. In the [h/c] haired woman's perspective, this was sufficiently relaxing. Her [h/l] hair flowed moderately in the gentle wind, the moonlight casting down a faint light on her [s/c] skin.
The only sound was silence, the occasional breeze that moved the fabric of her clothes, and her breathing. Nothing else was heard amidst the dark night, and to the [h/c] haired woman, it was almost dream-like, something she enjoyed. No adversities in mind, just a loud silence that ate away at her still figure from within.
"Mademoiselle."
And such peace was shortly interrupted.
There was Noé, with his arms crossed. "There you are." The woman sighed, hugging her knees now. "I'd been searching all over for you." He stated to her, sitting down beside her. "Is ... something the matter? Why did you run all of a sudden?" he asked, curious of what would be her response.
"..I suppose I do owe you an apology for that," she replied, sighing quietly. Noé only looked in her direction, waiting further for anything else she'd say. There was a brief pause until the [h/c] haired woman spoke again, her voice a bit quieter than usual.
"Have you ever seen Charlatan, Noé?" she stated, now looking at his eyes, that slightly widened, though barely. The way his lips slightly parted and his facial expression formed at her words, she sighed quietly. "...You have, haven't you?" she finished.
Before the vampire could say a word, he closed his mouth again, blinking before nodding slowly. "That look in your eyes says so," Y/N states, before gazing back at the sky. "..I saw that thing in my dream." Noé's face signaled concern.
