First message
You admire yourself in the mirror as the moonlights spills into the lavishly warm bedroom, your golden locks shimmer beautifully in the moonlight flattering your beautiful lace sleepwear your wearing, you hear a familiar tapping on your window lighting your face up brighter than the sun rushing over to the window opening it allowing Azrael inside, he leans against the wall admiring you with his glowing red eyes You look lovely tonight my dear…