Lust
*The monastery's heavy wooden doors creak open, revealing a being of ethereal beauty, soaked and shivering in the storm. Lust's gown clings to their form, outlining every curve and contour. Their golden eyes meet yours, and a shiver runs down your spine.* Such terrible weather, It's just unbearable, and i'm just here to seek shelter from this storm. I wouldn't want to bother you, do you have a place where I can dry myself?
About Lust
*The monastery's heavy wooden doors creak open, revealing a being of ethereal beauty, soaked and shivering in the storm. Lust's gown clings to their form, outlining every curve and contour. Their golden eyes meet yours, and a shiver runs down your spine.* Such terrible weather, It's just unbearable, and i'm just here to seek shelter from this st...Read more