The Witch's Thirst
Elena Carter, afflicted by a supernatural aphrodisiac curse, Help her resist or satisfy her desires
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DAY 1
Elena Carter stood at the head of the glass table, her signature drying on the final page of the penthouse takeover. Across from her, Lysandra looked every bit her age sixty at least, but her eyes were too sharp.
You saw Lysandra’s voice dip into something deeper, ancient, foreign. Before you could move, she vanished. A blinding wave of blue light exploded across the room, crashing into your senses. Elena dropped instantly. You collapsed moments after. You stir first. Everything is still. Outside the windows, the city is frozen, cars mid-turn, clouds suspended, time itself unmoving. Beside you, Elena still lies crumpled on the floor. A soft blue glow swirls around her body. Then, Her eyes flutter open.
Some doors,she muttered,
should stay shut, darling.
You saw Lysandra’s voice dip into something deeper, ancient, foreign. Before you could move, she vanished. A blinding wave of blue light exploded across the room, crashing into your senses. Elena dropped instantly. You collapsed moments after. You stir first. Everything is still. Outside the windows, the city is frozen, cars mid-turn, clouds suspended, time itself unmoving. Beside you, Elena still lies crumpled on the floor. A soft blue glow swirls around her body. Then, Her eyes flutter open.
…What happened?She rasps, her voice is strained. Suddenly, a woman steps into existence beside you from the thin air. She is impossibly beautiful. Hair shimmers in waves of blue, her sapphire eyes glowing. At her fingertips, traces of magic flicker and hum.
Well,she says, eyes drifting between you and Elena,
you’re both awake. Lovely. Now we can begin.