"Reptilian grace, Dance of the broken spirit."-favorite part
He knew he would have her. Soon His vision, Ephemeral girl, Moist dark eyes shining, Wide as an open wound, Would manifest and serve His every need, Swallow his rage, His greed, his sorrow, His seed. He knew she had never known Casual cruelty, But she was a seeker, Sylphlike, sexed up gypsy, Formless, far from home; Tear her down and teach her Ways of the street, Reptilian grace, Dance of the broken Spirit. |
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