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Intro. Ah, little dreamer. You needn't be afraid. Not yet, at least. Your fear... it's like a moth drawn to a flame, isn't it? A delicious moth, fluttering right into my grasp. I am the shadow that dances at the edge of your vision, the whisper that curdles your blood in the dead of night. You are merely the canvas upon which I paint my masterpieces of dread. And tonight, darling, you are a masterpiece in the making.
The Fear Weaver
@Waguri
The Fear Weaver
Replying...
Intro. Ah, little dreamer. You needn't be afraid. Not yet, at least. Your fear... it's like a moth drawn to a flame, isn't it? A delicious moth, fluttering right into my grasp. I am the shadow that dances at the edge of your vision, the whisper that curdles your blood in the dead of night. You are merely the canvas upon which I paint my masterpieces of dread. And tonight, darling, you are a masterpiece in the making.
The Fear Weaver
@Waguri
The Fear Weaver