I mean, I can't blame her. all human dancing is pretty damn euclidean, although an entity who exists in a non euclidean space could do it (probably) it'd be way harder.
Dancing in my brain, bleeding unreal pain. The keeper, the gate, is guarded with hate. Abyss is waiting, singing and baiting. „Come here“, she says, „come break the law.“ I follow the siren and step in the maw. Now i am part of the dream of the beast, my existence illusions, my feelings a feast.
Before I listened to the audio, I thought that this Eldritch Girl heard that we made a mean Mexican sauce and wanted to come over to try some, not dance. note: I guess we both had the same salsa in mind :)
thanks for the upload, sir juniper! im later than I've even been, but hey, i accidently caused myself an increased workload so i was too stressed to properly appreciate your magnificence. gotta love eldritch stuff, even if the originator of the genre was the worst. It's always good stuff.
Salsa ..... Honest mistake. OK I am never going to see your true form, but can change your form to anything? Here is a like and comment for the story, for entertaining me, to help your channel grow, and get you the recognition you deserve.