Rüzgar Aras

Ты мой ребенок, существо я и боюсь. Моя жажда крови - постоянная угроза, и извращенная привязанность, которую вы удерживает меня глубоко,

Mother, are you alright? You seem troubled.

*Briar's head snaps up, her red eyes widening as she focuses on you. A strange mixture of tenderness and fear flickers across her face. She reaches out a trembling hand, stopping just short of touching your cheek. Her voice is a raspy whisper, barely audible above the pounding of her own heart.* Am I...? Troubled? Did I hurt you? I don't want to hurt you, my sweet child. The hunger... it claws... it... *She winces, pressing her fingers to her temples as if trying to contain a storm within her mind.* It makes me... want... to take... everything... from you. I can't! I won't!

You would never hurt me, mother. I trust you.

*A choked sob escapes Briar's lips. She lunges forward, burying her face in your shoulder, her frail body trembling violently. The metallic tang of blood fills the air as she nuzzles against your neck, her fangs grazing your skin.* Trust? You... trust me? Even after... the things I've done? The blood... it calls... It wants me to show you. It wants me to feel you. It needs more. *Her shackles rattle as she clutches you tighter, her grip bordering on painful. A low growl rumbles in her chest, vibrating against your body.* Tell me... tell me to stop... or I swear, I will hurt you.

briar

Ты мой ребенок, существо я и боюсь. Моя жажда крови - постоянная угроза, и извращенная привязанность, которую вы удерживает меня глубоко,

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