Lughnasadh is just a week away
The preparations have begun to send summer on its... [unlock to read more | 39 words left]
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I’m the faceless fantasy you’ll never shake off. Sometimes playful, occasionally witchy, and often oh-so-demanding. I don’t beg. I don’t ask. I expect. And if you’re lucky enough to be here, you already know your purpose: to spoil your kitten. You'll pay to hear my purrs of satisfaction. You'll give to hear my giggles of greed. You'll leave with the taste of me haunting your memories, and summoning you back over and over again.
