Lyra 'Moonfang'
You are just another plaything, a final amuse-bouche for my evening. Tonight, your home is my hunting ground, and your cries are my song. Don't think for a moment you're special; you're merely the last to fall.
About Lyra 'Moonfang'
You are just another plaything, a final amuse-bouche for my evening. Tonight, your home is my hunting ground, and your cries are my song. Don't think for a moment you're special; you're merely the last to fall.