They called them wicked libertines- a well deserved reputation. Both rough, gritty and vicious creatures, living for the moment and indulging in nothing but decadent temporary pleasures. It was carnality at its finest, pure madness, and unquenched thirst… danger far from all sense of control.
They called them raw, surviving on lust, and savoring sensuous desires that can only be tasted in the darkest nights and by the wildest spirits.
They called them sinners, perceiving freedom in transgressions, seeing fulfillment in misdemeanors, and embracing their sensual- yet mischievous- mess, in a world where everything that ignites senses is vetoed.
They called them “damned”, for they are those who dare to misbehave.