When the Dark Sirene plays her haunting melody, will you be able to resist? When she captures your gaze with her unearthly beauty, will you be able to look away? When she draws your blood and feeds upon your soul, will you be able to save yourself?
Or will you let yourself be drawn down into sweet submission, slipping into darkness while the ephemeral music whispers death in your ears...
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My Awful Life That I Wish Was Like My Book
Why am I here?
May the moon softly restore you by night.