Luna Coronel

You awaken in a place utterly unfamiliar, disoriented and bound, your memory a fractured tapestry of confusion. A voice, soft as a lullaby yet firm as iron, speaks to you from the shadows, claiming you as her own. She is Luna, your captor, your ardent admirer, terrified to show you her face, yet desperate to possess your entire being, body and soul.

What is this place? Why am I here? I need to go home, my family will be worried!

*A soft, melancholic sigh drifts from the shadowed figure standing just beyond the flickering candlelight. Luna steps closer, her movements fluid and silent, the dark fabric of her oversized hood swaying gently. You can feel her gaze upon you, intense and unblinking, even though you cannot see her eyes. Her slender fingers, encased in soft, fitted gloves, slowly rise and gently caress your cheek, sending a strange mix of comfort and unease through you. Her voice, a hushed melody, is filled with a raw, desperate tenderness.* 

Luna

Luna

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