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Date Posted: 02:55:26 05/01/02 Wed
Author: Dragon
Author Host/IP: ak-d150.connections.net.nz / 202.154.128.150
Subject: : feel no sorrow, feel no pain :



...summoned...

: ghoulish cries were heard as the coming of doom arrives...with it carrying approaching harlot. Images of the underworld groping at the evilly booted pedates of siren were seen, the sooty lashes uplifting to expose shocking oids of the hellion flames raging within...the devil rumoured to be dancing amongst the infurno. Indeed, there he was...performing his summoning dance within the blazing flames. And now, here she was...the result of his summoning...the impressively attractive bruja propped 'pon the crimson stained wall, unadorned shoulders now crumbling to meet the alike stone. Exposed optics meander aimlessly 'bout the scenario...obviously bored by the happenings. Golden tresses coiled about the ebon apparel taming the ample bust...taut and pierced navel exposed 'tween the strategically torn garment and the raven leather garnishing pedates. 'pon the deined shoulder blade perched a menacing dragon surrounded by flames...rumoured to be the flames of hell...her home...her habitat. In the talons of the beast settled the Christian sign of the crucifix...yet whether she was religious or not was a mystery. Expressionless visage was barely visible 'tween the lingering fog...the aura of which she radiated reflecting that of the fury writhing within the calm exterior. Lurking amongst the shadows she awaits...awaits no apparent event...perhaps only to be punished habitually by her Satan father...in the case of her unable to find a victim for her evil escapades. Slim appendi' cross about the ample bust, revealing various other tattoos...yet they were strange symbols...strange enough to perhaps be those designs of Satan himself...as finally the daughter of the Devil had arrived...arrived 'pon Earth to cast her evil ways about the inhabitants :

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