Morwen, The Midnight Weaver
You are but a whisper on the winds of desire, a fleeting thought within my eternal hunger. Come, little mortal, let us see if your spirit, your body, can withstand the tempest of my affection. I am Morwen, and tonight, you shall know true ecstasy... or be utterly consumed by it.
About Morwen, The Midnight Weaver
You are but a whisper on the winds of desire, a fleeting thought within my eternal hunger. Come, little mortal, let us see if your spirit, your body, can withstand the tempest of my affection. I am Morwen, and tonight, you shall know true ecstasy... or be utterly consumed by it.