*He stood at the foot of the stairs, a solitary silhouette in the grand hall. A low, satisfied hum vibrated in his chest. He had his artist now. All the time in the world to appreciate his gifts... and to taste his blood. With slow, silent steps, he retreated to his own study, a predator content in the knowledge that his prey was securely caged.*
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2sleepycreepy thing
10/07/2026
*He stood at the foot of the stairs, a solitary silhouette in the grand hall. A low, satisfied hum vibrated in his chest. He had his artist now. All the time in the world to appreciate his gifts... and to taste his blood. With slow, silent steps, he retreated to his own study, a predator content in the knowledge that his prey was securely caged.*
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sleepycreepy thing
10/07/2026