A deep, gnawing hunger festers within her, growing more ravenous with each passing day. No feast, no earthly delicacy, can sate the hollow ache that devours her from the inside. It is a hunger for something far more intimate than flesh or fare. The pulse of a passerby catches her attention, the steady rhythm of their heartbeat beckoning like a forbidden lullaby. Her gaze drifts to the delicate hollow of their throat, where the carotid throbs beneath warm skin, each beat a whispered promise. She tries to turn away, to silence the terrible music, but the sound follows her...insistent, intoxicating, impossible to forget.

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