‘She was sleeping…she wouldn’t wake up. I tried to make her wake up…but she just lay there. She wouldn’t move, wouldn’t hold me. I was so scared, I went to try and find someone to help her, but there was no one. No one at all, until you.’<br/><br/>The fragile little girl grasped at Verita and pressed her body close. She was so cold, like ice. The tears on her cheeks shining like bitter diamonds.<br/><br/>‘I’ve been alone here in the dark for so long. I’m so scared…I want my mummy…I want to be hugged. Will, will you be my mother? Make it so the bad things go away. Make me safe…warm…feed me.’<br/><br/>A cold cheek rubbed against Verita’s chest, seemingly growing warmer with each tender little stroke and nuzzle. The icy chill of the sobbing child seemed to spread into Verita’s bones, perhaps the presence and mere closeness of the child was enough to make her shiver. She was so small, so helpless and the sobs didn’t stop for one pitiful moment.<br/><br/>Yet as Verita held the girl tight, running her hands up and down her heaving back to comfort her, a strange sensation began to gnaw into the young druid. The cold seemed to seep deep into her skin, but she would discover soon enough that it wasn’t just the cold taking a hold of her.<br/><br/>Slowly but steadily the little girl seemed to melt into Verita’s arms, her skin turning into a gelatinous gloop that stuck to Verita’s own form. Within moments the young woman was trapped where she had knelt, glued firmly to the cold stones. The more she struggled, the more she became stuck within the form of this strange little girl. Not for a single moment did the child cease staring at the slowly panicking Verita. Gazing on with two big blue eyes filled with tears that seemed to mock Verita’s every move.<br/><br/><br/>************************<br/><br/>‘It is not just the place…that merely saps your soul, your will. There are things out there, in the gloom Miss Tyora. They watch and they wait, preparing for the moment when you are at your weakest. When your guard is let down and you’re too drained to fight them off. They pounce on you and envelop you, smothering your body with theirs. Then when you cannot struggle any further, they force parts of themselves into you and…and eat you. Sucking your insides out like a…like a straw.’<br/><br/>Katrin stroked Miss Flopsy’s mute face and sighed. For a moment the giant bunny seemed to bow its head and confer with the girl, bobbing its huge visage up and down in a mockery of speech. Katrin nodded along with it, then placed a hand on its button nose, stilling the strange construct.<br/><br/>‘Miss Flopsy tells me that some of your friends are already lost. It is good for us, it means the monsters are distracted…feeding. They won’t bother us for quite some time…not until they’re done with your companions at least…come with us, Miss Flopsy will keep us safe.’<br/><br/>Delicately Katrin slipped from the giant rabbit’s huge soft arms and dropped to the floor. The moment she did so, the exact second that her dainty toes touched the darkened cobbles, her form shifted. In place of the child stood a beautiful young woman, the purple dress cut deep around her chest to display an ample amount of cleavage. She smiled weakly at Tyora and held out her hand towards her. It was unmistakably still Katrin, still the same child, but aged by at least a decade.<br/><br/>‘Do not be afraid, it is part of Miss Flopsy’s power. She makes me small and seemingly unimportant. Together we can pass through this place unmolested, unnoticed. Please Tyora, you must come with us now!’’<br/><br/>************************<br/><br/>Suddenly a light flared like a blaze in the night and a ball of orange fire hurtled out from the gloom and collided with Sirka. It rolled with her over the cobblestones, clattering along until it came to a stop, pinning the nymph down effortlessly.<br/><br/>‘Sirka!’<br/><br/>Grinning down at her, with a face beaming with light and excited happiness was another nymph. She was laughing with great peals of relieved, thankful happiness. Now in her presence the newcomer blazed away like a lantern, filling the narrow street with bright incandescence. The shadows seemed to withdraw from the two alien women and for a brief moment strange, dark creatures of unknown form recoiled and fled away, so quickly that it left a doubt in the mind as to whether they were nothing more than a trick of the light.<br/><br/>‘I knew, I knew! I knew the very moment that you set foot here that another of my kind…our kind, had arrived in this nightmarish place. I had to find you, I simply had to! Look at you! So beautiful too. I can feel the warmth returning. Oh my, does it feel good.’<br/><br/>The newly arrived nymph all but purred happily and entwined her tail around Sirka’s own, tightening and squeezing around it in a most pleasing fashion. She was absolutely naked, down to the runes returning to blazing light criss-crossing her tender flesh.<br/><br/>‘Do you know my name? Do the runes tell you who I am as yours talk to me? Or…or are you another trick, Sirka. Are you a lie?! Are you another abomination of this place! Answer me!’<br/><br/>A sudden, frightful look exploded across the nymph’s face and she pushed back, sharp-toothed mouth agape and full of horror.<br/><br/>************************<br/><br/>Mania’s lips pressed firmly against Lilith’s, her hands cupped the fellow demon’s cheeks and drew her close, not letting her slip for a moment. At first it was a tender, gentle kiss that seemed to flood Lilith’s head with blissful, wondrous warmth. Such tenderness lasted mere moments. Quickly the kiss became more passionate, with each gasping smack of her lips becoming more and more fevered and hungry. Her tongue dipped into Lilith’s mouth and toyed effortlessly with her own, stroking and playing over it. Dominating the prone woman.<br/><br/>The demon’s hands ranged all over her body, stroking and tugging, pulling her tightly into her arms in an almost possessive manner. Mania had her trapped, as effortlessly as a rabbit in a snare...and yet it was divine. Her touch was exquisite, controlled and yet overflowing with lust and passion.<br/><br/>Briefly the kiss broke and Mania pulled back, a strand of perversely beautiful saliva linking the two women’s lips. It stayed there, bobbing and stretching as the demon purred her words to Lilith, her clawed hands stroking the ashen creature’s cheeks and hair. Silence was pressing between the two women as Mania stroked Lilith’s cheek with a strange look in her eyes. It was a demanding look, preventing the hungering whimpering woman before her to kiss her again as she started to whisper her words slithering into the ashen elf’s ears.<br/><br/>‘Now my sweet darling… Would you not like to be with me for eternity once more? To regain that what was lost in those wonderful years in my presence. To remember your powers, your strengths and feats that you were capable off?’<br/><br/>Mania climbed to her feet, letting go of the Elven woman before her as she turned and slid her slender fingers through her long ebony hair. Her the silky locks almost seemed to move like shadows, as if the ends never ended and simply became one with the darkness. Slowly, the demoness turned around and lifted Lilith’s chin with a single finger, to force the woman to gaze back into her own fiery eyes.<br/><br/>‘You just have to listen and obey me again, like you have done so many times before my little pet. Obey my orders and I will give you back what you desire most in this world. I will give you back that precious sanity, you hold so dear, my beloved. You just have to give me the girl in return. Bring me the girl named Verita and I’ll make your every desire come true. I do not care if you soil her, if you play with her mind before she is writhing and helpless before my feet. Only that you bring me this little toy for me, so we can play with it together. Do you understand me, Lilly?’’<br/><br/>Suddenly her face turned from the loving beauty of Lilith’s former lover to a dangerous and dark object of lustful want. Her eyes could spit fire were it not for the dark embrace of the shadows that enveloped the demons form.<br/><br/>‘Get me the girl!’<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>