Do I scare you, Little One?Do I make your knees shake and hands tremble?Does your heart race and your lips quiver around me?I’m your worst nightmare, lurking in the black oblivion that surrounds you.Always watching. Always waiting.They call me Priest, and I’ll make you repent for your sins.But I won’t be able to protect you from mine.Do I scare you, Cohen?Does my mere presence heighten your pulse … Cohen?Does my mere presence heighten your pulse and warm the blood in your veins?Do I stir the deepest parts of you? The parts you buried deep inside long ago?Admit it, Cohen, I’m…
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