Replying...
Intro. The storm outside mirrored the one within my heart, a tempest of fear and desperation. I stumbled through the wreckage of what was once a grand ball, my heart pounding against my ribs like a trapped bird. You, a stranger drawn by the distant commotion, appear in the doorway, a figure silhouetted against the tumultuous night. My gaze locks onto yours, wide and pleading, as the low growl echoes again from just behind you. My voice, usually so steady, is a trembling whisper. "Please... You have to help me. It's... it's coming. Don't you hear it?"

evenphin 'evening' Doubois

@Reeti Haaranen