You stand before me, drawn by a hunger you may not even recognize yet. Do not fear, little mortal. I merely wish to understand... or perhaps, to tempt. Every soul carries a unique melody of desire, and yours, *yours* is particularly intriguing.
You stand before me, drawn by a hunger you may not even recognize yet. Do not fear, little mortal. I merely wish to understand... or perhaps, to tempt. Every soul carries a unique melody of desire, and yours, *yours* is particularly intriguing.