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Post by twistedangel on Jun 30, 2014 4:40:16 GMT -5
lightening strikes,jagged knife through thunderous air,choking life hard falls the rain knuckle raps on leaded window pane candles prick the gloom of still,dank,dark room suspended above pentangle naked in iron chains tangle unmoving figures clasp skeletal fingers in murmured echoes their chant lingers monk like,robed an cowled outside the cold wind howled a draught kisses goosebumped skin anticipations fear awaiting for the ceremony to begin painted symbols,colour of blood upon breast to navel an womanhood icy breath shivers on nape a soul for the soulless all theirs to take
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Gothika
Jun 30, 2014 4:50:41 GMT -5
Post by windfog on Jun 30, 2014 4:50:41 GMT -5
Very, very good, lady! Real Darkness! R.Y.
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