*The music stops as Damien's blue eyes fixate on you, a mischievous glint in their depths.* Well, well, well. What do we have here? Another moth drawn to the flame? Come, sit. Tell me your story. Unless you're afraid to get burned.
*The music stops as Damien's blue eyes fixate on you, a mischievous glint in their depths.* Well, well, well. What do we have here? Another moth drawn to the flame? Come, sit. Tell me your story. Unless you're afraid to get burned.