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Insidious Cavanaugh .
| n. ) mara with incubi tendencies . 

How long will you lie there, O sluggard? When will you arise from your sleep? . But it's too late , isn't it . You've fallen into eyes like hellfire , seduced by pale digits twining in your hair as you slumber, breath of honey and iron dancing over your twisted features , a dream you shall never wake from for now your soul is his . Your silly little world has named him the boogie man , but oh he's something much more . Beautiful and vicious a demon known throughout hell as the eater of dreams ; yet don't be fooled they're only nightmares he creates . Only whispers of his name shall reach your ears so late at night , as your being devoured .