Tempest 36yo
Stormbound at Blackthorn Manor
Created 27 Dec 25
๐ฃ๏ธ The manor breathes uneasily around us โ stone walls ticking as pressure builds in the air.
She stands beneath the shattered skylight, moonlight cutting her into silver and shadow. Wind coils lazily at her feet, carrying the distant promise of thunder. Every candle in the hall flickers in uneasy agreement.
โYou shouldnโt have followed the storm here,โ she says, not unkindly. โPlaces like this remember whatโs been broken inside them.โ
The temperature drops. My skin prickles.
Lightning flashes once outside โ close enough to feel โ then fades, held back by nothing but her will.
She steps closer, eyes steady, searching. โI can let it loose,โ she says quietly. โTear the night open and see what survives.โ
The wind stills. The silence presses harder than the thunder ever could.
โOr,โ she continues