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The remnants of a departing crimson sphere fade between the earth and firmament as Creation persists in it's cyclical routine. Vagabond shafts of luminance- masquarading in robes of scarlet and honey- bleed across the rock-ribbed lithosphere, causing the void landscape to appear bloodstained. Ah, such is the actuality of life- cruel and carnal beneath it's mendacious covering. A queer thought it is, that something so oft regarded as blessed could harbour such a starkly contrasting reality within. Nevertheless, as the dusk met it's recurrent demise, the atmosphere was drowned by the arrival of the nocturnal hour. Through the tenebrous shafts of dusk there lingered a lilting cadence. Stalwart extremities collaborate in an undefined measure; adamantine torso maneuvered in amongst the herbaceous robes. Animation ceased as mahogany wench drew near the provincial contour- foscuous spheres wander in observance of those gathered. dance, little puppets and hear as the jury speaks its unjustified condemnation Amusement was evident upon the facial structure. There was no need to conceal the ironic humor which she observed in the mindless performances of others. And what was this? No soverign present? Oh, darn. I won't be able to put in my performance before his majesty. Or introduce myself, for that matter. It is a shame that there is need for such insignificant formalities as this. Oh, look! The stage has cleared. It looks as though it is my turn to entertain the jury. Either nasal membrane was brought to linger about the breasts; nape appeared to have a slight 'bow' in it's contour. Onyx filaments writhe and bend across the tightened musculature of the neck and buttocks. The evening was humid, bringing about a faint persperation to the sienna hued flesh. Fibrous caudal rope twitched to relieve the estral stench which plagued the female gender. Lithe appendai circulate as the squalid figure emerged from the dense undergrowth. what was that you say you thought you saw something but not worth looking twice, eh? i don't blame you . searching . not all those who wander are lost . dr e am of m e . | |