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In some beings, their is a boundless sense of innocence, genreally the realization that you are not is what shatters it. Such silence, although still waters run deep, was so...forboding. Perhaps too social, perhaps to niave, it was a barrier that blocked her form the existing world. Silence. Crapace contoured to avante-garde aspiration, diadem elevated, auxilary turbination of daignostics conceived, as Emperor located, the dreary monochrome frontier sucked into the lucid depths that craved it. Nadirian, foremost inscesery inducted illegible scrawl, puncture mollifing waning exigency, as small aperture incursed in a travesty of alute. It was not made to be 'funny' nor in the hopes of mocking the one who stood Innocent, but merely a another way of expression. Aye, the only sentinel she was, but perhaps..hopefully more would come.Russet fibriance flirted with notorious lebeccio; as another annual hunt of ursus was due. Cadaver transvered via alluring suspendary-units; flailing, frayed knout dwelling among the verdant parapet. Saluations, as I belive this is our first meeting. Feigning moderate interest, though the novel world that sojourned without her thoroughly exilerated she, paramour continued hike, expiring locomative faction at the assumed 'apropriate' legnth. Yet again cervix motivated circlet, context respired through amplified concaves, contexture kneaded invariably. .Beloved of None. .Befriende? nay. .Avain Sentinel. Chimera .rusted wings. |