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.Breathe in. .Breathe out. .Lets here your scream. .Lets here your shout. ....... .Smell that. .Its the Essence. .The Essence of Death. .Death is my Best Friend. ..Essence of Death.. ..Moving on.. ..Bound to none.. ..Allied with none.. ..Future Alliance Prospects.. .None. [.Wench saw the abuse afore it struck her. Dial moves with other to minimize the pain which was being dealt. Pinnacles lace to crania as enamels click lightly. No retort made. This female saw herself as queen. What the hell. Glance made at masculine and other wenches. Female hath not approached she because she was in an absent state during arrival. Whatever. Bitch had taken enough and she was done with it. Proboscis extends to male and gentle whuffs erupt. Soft coo carried for his auditors only. Nudge given. Turn made as fleeting glance was given to guard. Haughty snort is released. We are through here.] .I have lived here far longer than most. I have seen the comings and goings of this terra. I have dealt with the abuse and have earned the rank in which I have recieved. I accept what has been given to me. I chose not to rebute due to your ranking and my age. Enjoy your harem... my queen..for i feel i cannot dwell here. Staying away from you is in impossible mission for you breathe down my neck with every waking moment. I am an old mare.. i dont need a baby sitter.. and I refuse to have one. Painting of Black.. I thank you. Do not come after for I will not return. Allow Styx to be your queen. She wants it and yo know within due time will have it. Enjoy but I must be off. | |||