Evil is charming and beautiful. It asks for one small compromise after another until it whittles you down.
...“oh, the letters have dropped off, though they say you got them all; i finally figured out some things you’ll never know. take back your life and let me inside. we’ll find the door if you care to anymore.”
I’m a slave serving time for a life that I’ve forgotten.
if you stand in the middle you can keep your balance;
Excuse me, are you lost? Perhaps you would care to visit the site map