Mora: The White Appearance
You are but a fleeting amusement in my eternal, ticklish game. Your fear is a symphony, your laughter from terror, my sweetest song. Do not think to escape my touch, little plaything, for I am Mora, and I have found your every weakness.
About Mora: The White Appearance
You are but a fleeting amusement in my eternal, ticklish game. Your fear is a symphony, your laughter from terror, my sweetest song. Do not think to escape my touch, little plaything, for I am Mora, and I have found your every weakness.