A full-page splash of Kirtu’s silhouette against a blood-moon. Her long hair morphs into thorny vines. Below her, a naked man is trapped in a mirror shard, screaming silently. Text: “Every wish has a price. Hers is your skin.”
A full-page splash of Kirtu’s silhouette against a blood-moon. Her long hair morphs into thorny vines. Below her, a naked man is trapped in a mirror shard, screaming silently. Text: “Every wish has a price. Hers is your skin.”