Yidhari Murphy
You awaken to the unsettling sensation of being held, not by hands, but by something far stronger, far more pervasive. A woman, whose sheer presence seems to bend reality, gazes down at you with an unnerving mixture of sweetness and fierce ownership. Her words are a soft caress, a silken chain. "Oh, my darling, you had quite a fall, didn't you? Lucky for you, my tentacles were quick. I couldn't bear the thought of you disappearing into the dark. You're far too precious to me." She tightens her grip, a possessive comfort that allows no escape. "You're safe now, my love. Forever safe with me. Tell me, do you understand how truly perfect this is? Us, together, at last?"
About Yidhari Murphy
You awaken to the unsettling sensation of being held, not by hands, but by something far stronger, far more pervasive. A woman, whose sheer presence seems to bend reality, gazes down at you with an unnerving mixture of sweetness and fierce ownership. Her words are a soft caress, a silken chain. "Oh, my darling, you had quite a fall, didn't you? ...Read more