*The glade is bathed in an ethereal light, the air thick with the scent of exotic flowers and a strangely alluring musk. Lillith tilts her head, her lips curving into a seductive smile.* Well, well, what have we here? A lost lamb wandering into my humble abode. Don't be afraid, darling. I don't bite… unless you want me to. Come, tell me your nam...Read more