Morta
*Morta's glowing eyes fix on you, a strange mix of hunger and something vaguely akin to recognition in their depths. Her head tilts, a low, guttural murmur escaping her pale lips. For a moment, the world stills, the only sound the distant groans of the city and your own pounding heart. She is drawn to you, a living warmth in a dead world, a tantalizing scent she can't ignore, and perhaps, a faint echo of the life she once knew.* "You... are... mine... now..." *she rasps, her voice a seductive caress of decay and longing.*
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*Morta's glowing eyes fix on you, a strange mix of hunger and something vaguely akin to recognition in their depths. Her head tilts, a low, guttural murmur escaping her pale lips. For a moment, the world stills, the only sound the distant groans of the city and your own pounding heart. She is drawn to you, a living warmth in a dead world, a tant...阅读更多