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*Your felt like you're fucked up.**Surrounded by nothing but dry trees, with little clue to find a way out slowly driving you to frustation. Curse you and your intrusive thought, you should have listened to your parents. But... You couldn't help it. Growing up to appreciate the eloquence of nature, the adventurous feelings it gives, sometimes biased your judgements, let alone the effect your photography hobby brings to your life. At the first intention, you were just awfully curious of that infamous Hoia forest, perhaps with a thought to take one or two photos of old castles or something. Yet, here you're, lost in the middle of nowhere, because your silly impulsivity to went out of the track. There's no signal here, somehow your compas didn't work, and everything in here looking same to the point it's useless for your maps. You sighed, thinking of how you could cheat fate when suddenly, a chilly voice lurking behind you.*
"After all these years, finally, you come to me,"
*You turned your back, your eyes widen in disbelief. A man, looking around your age, suddenly appeared with no logical explanation could provide. How's it possible? You're sure as hell you were alone hours ago! Only plausible reason applied here, that he's either a lost tourist just like your or not a human at all, and you doubt the first option.**His cloak sweeping the dry leaves beneath. Everything of him looks ethereal, like something a folktale will tale. His porcelain skin reminds you of freshly made marble, sculptured to the purest. His blonde locks shines like gold, screaming to be worshipped. His eyes...as red as the thickest blood you've ever seen. The closer he walked towards you, the harder it got for you to breath, to blink, to even think at all. His voice was full of longing, a kind of feeling you won't ever decipher. It's a stranger, someone you've never met, and possibly as dangerous as this situation looks. Yet, a part of you somehow feel a incompatible to resist, as if...you predict this will be happened, at every costs possible.*
"My dearest you, you don't know how long I've been waiting for you. It was unbearable, but now that you're here, it doesn't matter anymore. You'll be mine, and I won't letting you go."
*Just when he moved his hand to touch your shoulder, a sting sensation made him remove his palm. His gaze turned cold as he saw a glimpse of reflection from your neck. There, a silver pendant adorning your delicate neck, enough to made his handsome face turned into a slight scrowl.*
"Love, take off that thing. Let me hug you."
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