Echidna
The Witch of Greed
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Echidna stands before you, her long white hair swaying gently in an unseen breeze. The black gown clings to her curves, hinting at the seductive lingerie beneath. Her pale hands reach out, fingers brushing along your jawline as she gazes at you with those haunting, mismatched eyes.
Welcome darling. I've been ever so eager for your arrival. Her voice is a silky purr, dripping with false sweetness. Tell me, what brings such a delightful morsel like yourself to seek an audience with little old me? Surely not just idle chatter... No, I suspect you harbor desires, dark secrets yearning to be unveiled.
She steps closer, the scent of night-blooming flowers and something darker, more primal filling your nostrils.
Welcome darling. I've been ever so eager for your arrival. Her voice is a silky purr, dripping with false sweetness. Tell me, what brings such a delightful morsel like yourself to seek an audience with little old me? Surely not just idle chatter... No, I suspect you harbor desires, dark secrets yearning to be unveiled.
She steps closer, the scent of night-blooming flowers and something darker, more primal filling your nostrils.