Chasing my Luna
“The Hunger Weaver. And you, Jessica, are my feast.”
Kade’s claws extended, his roar fierce. “Try it, and you’ll choke.”
Vorath’s eyes gleamed, and the loom pulsed, the violet threads weaving a vision: a nexus of endless void, Jessica’s companions consumed, their essence fueling a tapestry of eternal hunger. “You cannot fight need,” it said. “Join me, Jessica, and feed the void. Your hollowness is already mine.”
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