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There was no significance to her transgression, merely an intangible train of thought as a kantikoy of light and depression created miniscule cynosures upon the vandyke parchment. The crepescular hour crept in its obscure way, the calloused hand of sepulchral gloom and umbrage devouring those scintillating shards of incadescent illuminance. Capturing them, and causing them to be inanimate, a phantasm come to reality and thus the mundane ritualistic exchange from the aureate era to that of undulating shadows was performed. The incadescent distaff watched, the myriads of unguligrade creatures dotting the mere encompassment with their slumbers, ghostly apparitions come to life and thus the obdurate reality was blissfully forgotten amongst the watlzes of the libeccio and wavering violations of phantasms into their minds. Welcome me with your acute vociferations and supercillious struts, I am welcomed all the same. My transgression is merely a statement of my being, and fort the moment I merely wish to harbour my ardour for matriarch. But know this, I will not hide my passions nor my lusts. My obscure ways of seeing the obdurate reality in which we live is set by my previous years of solitude, a sequestered state in which I became the perfect caricature of self contained ire and thus I became delineated against the horizon of mortality. I do not deny I lust for the sangue extractment, yet so close to producing the precious progeny which bedevills my comfort I will restrain. And thus profrain from any foolish acts, I will greet you. I will socialize with this Remembrace yet I will not with Americus he is a threat to me, physically and mentally.. For what reasons.. do not ask. | ||