your magic is powerfulpressing against your wards I balkto go any further would be foolhardystill I go forward to touch your inner landscapeswhere I hear your indoor voicefull on perversionit excites me to greet you againyes darling let us...

skiming the darkness I waitsomething will surface it always doesdrawn to me from deep withinoccult larceny, stealing from my healthdraining me of my thoughtstaking my strengththe horde hunts its ownmagic undisturbed calls to mewith questions of should I?wield the...

dreaded notion, your thoughts slithering through my souldevoid of morality or carea cavernous emptiness floods my corereaping the monsters of your imaginationinjecting my feelings with doubtI’m a good person? rightno, I’m a good personyour fiends enter my thoughtsentertaining them...