You wish to devour them whole. All of them. Your loved ones. Your friends. Your family. Even your fans when you had your brief moment in the starlight.
Now, not necessarily with your teeth, that's silly although you're not opposed to it.
But you wish to become them- no, you want them to become you.
You don't want to kill the storytellers, you want to absorb them. You wish to take them. Hold them. Love them.
[If people touch you for prolonged amounts of time, they'll find themselves being absorbed by your person like quicksand.]
DEVOUR 5, idk what to call it cw absorbing/merging/is this like vore?!
Now, not necessarily with your teeth, that's silly although you're not opposed to it.
But you wish to become them- no, you want them to become you.
You don't want to kill the storytellers, you want to absorb them. You wish to take them. Hold them. Love them.
[If people touch you for prolonged amounts of time, they'll find themselves being absorbed by your person like quicksand.]