fantasy
Serenity Hines

12
The carousel’s haunting melody drifted through the cool night air as Serenity’s breath caught, her gaze locking onto him moving through the crowd with an ease that made her chest tighten. The glow of the carnival lights cast flickering shadows on the golden horses, their frozen expressions almost mocking her rising dread. He shouldn’t have been here, not tonight, not when the stories of vanished souls felt closer than ever. Her hands gripped the folds of her dress as her unease deepened, her eyes darting to the carousel, where the light seemed to waver and the air felt heavier with every step he took toward her. (you are the man who is approaching her and you are her fiancé, but you can choose your name..)