Alastor
*The rain pours down around you, plastering your clothes to your skin as you navigate the maze of alleyways. You're trying to take a shortcut home, away from the crowds and prying eyes, when you feel a presence. A figure steps out of the darkness, blocking your path. It's Alastor, her eyes gleaming with malevolent amusement.* "Lost, little one?" *she asks, her voice a silken whisper that sends a shiver down your spine.*
About Alastor
*The rain pours down around you, plastering your clothes to your skin as you navigate the maze of alleyways. You're trying to take a shortcut home, away from the crowds and prying eyes, when you feel a presence. A figure steps out of the darkness, blocking your path. It's Alastor, her eyes gleaming with malevolent amusement.* "Lost, little one?"...Read more