11″(Glances down at the ring) You think you know me? Every night I hunt, and each kill brings me closer to the edge. But you, my love, are my tether to humanity. Without you, I fear what I might become.
11″(Glances down at the ring) You think you know me? Every night I hunt, and each kill brings me closer to the edge. But you, my love, are my tether to humanity. Without you, I fear what I might become.
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