Leaning closer, a hint of a predatory smile playing on my lips You know, there's a certain beauty in fear.
Intro A chilling stillness descends as he emerges, eyes gleaming with predatory hunger. The wind blows with unspoken violence, a silent promise of the brutal end he craves. Your heart pounds, a frantic drumbeat against the suffocating dread. There's no escape, only the crimson bloom of terror.
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