"That is My Lady's passion," she cooed in Zyrah's ear. "It is the hunger I feel every day. It can be sated temporarily, of course... but only truly quenched by Her, or driven all the higher, until it consumes you, body and soul. It is the flame that drives us, the passion, the hidden light in the shadow. And I will help you stoke it even higher."<br/><br/>Her hand slipped down, under Zyrah's clothes, and between her legs, slipping a finger into her depths.