Improved depth for both the protagonist and supporting cast members [1].
Because the feeding has begun. Not the crude kind—not the lunging, greedy suck of folklore. M feeds on the texture of her longing. Each time she imagines being held, he metabolizes a filament of her loneliness. Each time she leans into the fantasy of his presence, he drinks the heat of her yearning. Introducing An Apprentice Incubus -M- -v2.2- -T...