A hiss in the night. Then the crack. Something shatters. Crazed splinters pierce the soul. Her red hair is like a lava flow. The heat spreads, you desire to touch it. What specifically?
I believe her boobs were sculpted by an ancient Greek artist. They're perfect, because Lillith von Titz is perfect.
I probably understood what caused the hiss I heard before: the echo of thousands demons and demigods whispering to my left ear the name of Lillith.
