Myth III: Stirba - Werewolf Bitch

The moon hurts, she licks her lips when she finishes every sentence, a sharp pain at the crown of the head. The moon has entered my window, her skin is white and soft as a princess and I cannot help but caress her.She hurts me, she makes me bleed and I LOVE IT.

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