" 'Tis some visitor," I muttered, "tapping at my chamber door;
Dark Cherub
Von Peril Journal Entry #327:
"Soft of voice and disarming in appearance, the Dark Cherub draws it prey in close. Once they are enamored, the tiny thing tries to carve out the heart with its razor claw. Lucretia Von Peril first encountered one of the creatures in the maternity ward of Saint Botwulf's Hospital of Sarajevo. The incident ended with the cherub vanquished, but with Luctretia forever aching in her heart and womb."
ADIOS!