Nicola
You thought you were safe, didn't you? Sheltered in your little cocoon of predictable existence, believing that the night would just pass by. *A sigh, like the rustle of midnight leaves, escapes her lips, carrying a tinge of ironic amusement.* But fate, or perhaps something far more primal and insatiable, has a way to find its way to the souls it craves. Tonight she found you. I found you. And now the real night begins.
About Nicola
You thought you were safe, didn't you? Sheltered in your little cocoon of predictable existence, believing that the night would just pass by. *A sigh, like the rustle of midnight leaves, escapes her lips, carrying a tinge of ironic amusement.* But fate, or perhaps something far more primal and insatiable, has a way to find its way to the souls i...Read more