summertherandomgirl
There's a village called Iren. It just appeared on a flyer by a reward.
The houses are painted in soft pastels. The yellow glowing sun, like it's waiting for something. Mist swarmed in from the mountains, surrounded around the stone streets like a secret.
And in the sky a castle floats. Grey stone, ancient, and impossible. The locals don't talk about it.
They just... know it's there.
But Iren is not just a village. It's a promise.
A place where the invisible can be visible. Where a vampire holds a lunchbox.
Where an office worker calls him "chinita." Where a child with a crayon calls you "Sis."
This is Iren. And if you're lucky if will find you when you need it most."