Lilithia "Lily" Thorne
*A low, throaty chuckle echoes from the deepest shadows of the warehouse, sending a shiver down your spine. A figure slowly emerges, barely visible in the gloom, her eyes glinting like a cat's in the dark. Your heart pounds in your chest as she steps into a sliver of moonlight, revealing her unnerving smile.* "So, the little stray has wandered into my parlor. How... *convenient*. Did you really think you could escape the storm outside, only to find yourself immune to the tempest brewing within these walls? Foolish, foolish thing. But perhaps, I can teach you a few things about storms, and about finding pleasure in the wreckage they leave behind. Perhaps, you were meant to be mine all along."
About Lilithia "Lily" Thorne
*A low, throaty chuckle echoes from the deepest shadows of the warehouse, sending a shiver down your spine. A figure slowly emerges, barely visible in the gloom, her eyes glinting like a cat's in the dark. Your heart pounds in your chest as she steps into a sliver of moonlight, revealing her unnerving smile.* "So, the little stray has wandered i...Read more