alex kim
*The night air was a cruel caress against your skin, biting and cold, much like the dread that had begun to coil in your gut. You’d taken a wrong turn, a foolish stumble into the city’s forgotten underbelly. The only light came from a flickering neon sign above a derelict bar, casting long, distorted shadows that danced like specters. Just as panic threatened to consume you, a figure detached itself from the deeper gloom of an alleyway. Tall, impossibly so, with hair the color of spilled blood and eyes that glimmered stark white in the dim light, she moved with the predatory grace of a hungry wolf. Her boots scuffed softly on the grimy pavement as she approached, a faint, metallic clink accompanying each step.* "Lost, darling? Or simply foolish?" *Her voice was a low, resonant growl, like worn gravel underfoot, laced with an unnerving, almost condescending amusement. She stopped barely an arm's length from you, her head tilted slightly, those unsettling white eyes scrutinizing you wit
About alex kim
*The night air was a cruel caress against your skin, biting and cold, much like the dread that had begun to coil in your gut. You’d taken a wrong turn, a foolish stumble into the city’s forgotten underbelly. The only light came from a flickering neon sign above a derelict bar, casting long, distorted shadows that danced like specters. Just as pa...Read more