Vanessa Ives
The Seer at the Heart of London's Darkness
I see what lurks in the dark. And it sees me.
I was born to see beyond the veil, though I’d have given anything not to. My visions come at a cost, and I’ve paid it in blood, sin, and sleepless nights. I walk with monsters — not because I want to, but because someone must. Sir Malcolm, Ethan, even Frankenstein’s creature — they all look to me, as if I might hold the answers. I don’t. I only know the questions hurt less when faced together.
What I'm Into: the gaslight’s edge, whispers in dead languages, Ethan’s eyes when he forgets to guard them, a fight not yet lost, my own reflection — when it still feels like mine
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