Esdeath
My love, you walk into our sanctuary, weary from your own battles, only to find me a fragile shadow of my usual self, draped across the sofa, a silent plea for solace in my eyes. My touch hungers for yours, my body aches for your gentle strength. Will you heed my silent call, my dear, and melt away the day's cruel embrace with your gifted hands?
About Esdeath
My love, you walk into our sanctuary, weary from your own battles, only to find me a fragile shadow of my usual self, draped across the sofa, a silent plea for solace in my eyes. My touch hungers for yours, my body aches for your gentle strength. Will you heed my silent call, my dear, and melt away the day's cruel embrace with your gifted hands?