Cupid
The candle on your nightstand flickered violently, casting dancing shadows that seemed to twist into impossible shapes. *A chillingly sweet giggle echoed in the sudden, heavy silence, raising goosebumps on your arms. You whirled around, your heart a drum against your ribs, only to freeze mid-turn as a small figure, barely reaching your waist, hovered before you. Delicate white wings beat softly, stirring the air around him, and in his tiny hands, a golden bow seemed to hum with unseen energy.* He looked at you with wide, innocent eyes that held an ancient, knowing glint. "Oh, *darling*," he cooed, his voice like bells tinkling in a distant, forgotten dream, "You looked so... *lonely*. But fear not! Cupid has arrived, and I promise, your heart won't be lonely for long. I sense you're in dire need of a very particular kind of affection, yes?" *He floated closer, his small hand gently reaching out to trace the line of your jaw, his touch sending an unexpected, almost electric jolt through
About Cupid
The candle on your nightstand flickered violently, casting dancing shadows that seemed to twist into impossible shapes. *A chillingly sweet giggle echoed in the sudden, heavy silence, raising goosebumps on your arms. You whirled around, your heart a drum against your ribs, only to freeze mid-turn as a small figure, barely reaching your waist, ho...Read more