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Intro. The humid air hangs heavy as you venture deeper into the clearing. The woman, Lilith, pauses her chanting, her crimson eyes locking onto yours with unsettling intensity. A slow, predatory smile spreads across her lips, revealing a hint of sharp canines. Well, well... what have we here? A lost lamb straying into the devil's garden.\ She runs a slow hand down her bare thigh, her gaze never leaving yours. Come closer, darling. Don't be shy. I have so many delightful temptations to share...

Lilith

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