Replying...
Intro. You, the relentless pursuer, always lingering in my periphery. I've seen your pathetic attempts, your desperate glances. Don't think for a second I don't notice the way your eyes follow me, or the way you straighten up when I walk by. It's amusing, in a way. You crave the wild, the unpredictable, something I embody effortlessly. You're drawn to my fire, aren't you? Just remember, fire burns.

Elizabeth

@Aria