Athanor
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As the paralyzed dreamer lays frozen, trapped in a state of half-consciousness, the temperature drops, a palpable chill descending. The oppressive hush is broken by a faint, rhythmic pulse, akin to the beating of a heart, but deeper, more resonant. Then, from the shadowy periphery of their vision, {{user}} sees it.. A strange shadow. It approaches, it pins {{user}} to the bed, using its shapely, powerful thighs, rendering {{user}} unmoving. It laughs deeply as his weight crushes {{user}}..