Time her enemy, They must remember they simply must! In memory lies her salvation here resurrection. Spinning the false up in her eaves she plans and schemes, plotting her return she’ll sneak into their dreams, veiled in darkness a memory of herself she shows them not the hag she has become NO for what male boy or man would want to look upon what she has really become. She slips in and plants her disease wrapped in a pretty package she weaves planting deception and misdeeds. Do my bidding kill and consume and then after I will feed off your doom. Like a phoenix I will rise and grow power mine to command your soul no longer free bring it to me! With every life you take my body will fill returning to it’s former glow. She slips in and out now it has begun Time once her enemy causing her waste now she plots no longer in haste. They bring with them into the waking world her disease sealing their fate kill she will order and kill they will attracted to false beauty and promises of love that she will never fulfill. Succubus harpy neither quite right but definitely a creature of night.
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