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Date Posted: 04:26:26 04/20/02 Sat
Author: Dragon
Author Host/IP: ak-d196.connections.net.nz / 202.154.128.196
Subject: : feel no sorrow, feel no pain :



...does anybody really know the secret?...

: lone figurine ingresses 'pon shrouded scene, clad soley in ebon apparel, the ample bust strained 'pon by simple tube top...strategically torn to expose taut and pierced chassis. Leather garnished thighs propel lithe physique forth through the bottomless abyss...seeming to believe the light would swallow her whole. Golden tresses coil 'pon unadorned shoulders...the honey hued pelt sporting a single tattoo 'pon defined biceps. It consisted of a menacing dragon surrounded by insane flames...and in its claws it clutched the Christian sign of the crucifix...whether she was religious or not was a mystery...just like every other part of her...a lock ready to be picked...piece by piece. Unexpressionless visage was barely visible through the seething aura feline radiated...yet the stunning optics held something so very shocking...within the bottomless pits, a raging infurno lapped at the surface...the flames rumoured to be those of Hell...and maybe so, as she had been there and back...yet, unlike others...she held no remenants of her journey. Hellion gaze shifts idly about the scenario, willowy physique propped unmotionless 'pon the crumbling brick...the optics permanently alert...digits residing 'pon studded white belt slung low about the slim hips...hidden stature observing silently...merely a victim of Satan's wrath :

...or the combination for this life and where they keep it?...

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