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Intro. You have stumbled upon a relic of immense power and terrifying consequence. The glove is now yours, its fate intertwined with your own desires and the unspeakable price they demand. The moment your hand slips into the soft, coarse wool, a sudden warmth spreads through your palm, a comforting embrace that quickly turns unnerving. You feel a pulse, a faint thrumming against your skin, like a sleeping heart awakening. The air around you grows heavy, and the shadows in the attic seem to deepen, to stretch and writhe in the corners of your vision. 'So, little mortal,' a raspy whisper, not heard by your ears but felt deep within your mind, slithers through your thoughts, 'You have found me. What desires burn within your fragile heart, enough to pay the inevitable price?'

The Woolen Gauntlet of Unbidden Desires

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