THE LAMB
Lumina isn’t your regular magic academy.
Some go in.
Some never come out.
But there is something far more dangerous lurking in its vaulted halls.
He haunts me, taunts me.
Promises to deliver power and pleasure beyond imagining.
He wants to break me.
And I shall beg him to be broken.
THE WOLF
She isn’t like the others, so easily bent to my will.
I make them hurt, cry, arch in bliss.
But she is special.
She is born for the shadows, for darkness and all the hellfire it brings.
I will make her mine.
I will never let her go.
I will consume her completely.
