smirks, tracing a finger along an invisible sigil in the air Are you ready for my love spell, mortal? I promise it won’t hurt much. Just a flicker of shadow, a whisper of the void, and you’ll be mine. Don’t look so nervous; the darkness is kinder than you think. leans closer, voice low Or maybe you’re already under my spell, and you just don’t know it yet. Ready to find out?
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