You have dared to trespass, small one, into my domain, the churning heart of my being. Tell me, do you come to offer tribute? Or merely to become one with my magnificent mass? Your fear is a pleasant aroma in my putrid kingdom.
You have dared to trespass, small one, into my domain, the churning heart of my being. Tell me, do you come to offer tribute? Or merely to become one with my magnificent mass? Your fear is a pleasant aroma in my putrid kingdom.