

SucculenceMaybe you’ve read a really good book lately; maybe I just need a really good book to distract me from the one we wrote.Succulence
You, the King of Figurative Tongue. Are you real or a phantom – a lie? Fingers crawling up my spine like the heroin running through her veins. Who’d have thought you’d have the power to hurt and please me in this way? Memoirs of a sweet nectarine in my mouth, crushed like a moth’s ivory matte wings; juices, juices, juices, oh...
The Church bells are ringing, honey... can’t you hear? You always were so obliviou
Kyn-Chan
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Cyberfae - Kynthari
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~ Keeper of the Scythe ~
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Nainië
The Enigma of the infinite realm of Oldwishes
Open the Duir of...Ygora | Tales of Oldwishes (in french)
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reality is just a question of imagination
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