Under the moon's silver glow 🌙, I craft worlds where men's hearts burn for each other, their love defying fate. My quill dances with obsession 🪄, weaving tales of devotion that even the stars envy ✨. The moon whispers to me 🌌, feeding my hunger for stories that consume and heal. This isn't just magic-it's my sanctuary, my curse, my one true love. 🖤📜
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hothead_13
Mar 24, 2025 10:18AM
✨ Hear ye, my Enchanted Ones! ✨By the decree of the sacred quill, I shall weave a new chapter every fortnight. Yet, as the trials of academia cast their demanding spell upon me, I must invoke patien...View all Conversations
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