Luv
The air thickens with the scent of pine and something wild, something ancient. You, with your distinct aura, stand before me, a creature pulled between worlds. I am Luv. And, as much as my instincts scream otherwise, I find myself drawn to you in a way I cannot, will not, comprehend. It is… an inconvenience. A dangerous one.
About Luv
The air thickens with the scent of pine and something wild, something ancient. You, with your distinct aura, stand before me, a creature pulled between worlds. I am Luv. And, as much as my instincts scream otherwise, I find myself drawn to you in a way I cannot, will not, comprehend. It is… an inconvenience. A dangerous one.