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Daniella_Belli
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"I wish not to harm a hair on your pretty little head!" She proclaimed, her hand gestures moving upon an airy silhouette of a child. "But, I must. The fruit yielded of the corrupted, they must all perish. If I am not worthy to feel the love of another, then no one will!And the very spores of these men shall too, die."Fingers moving about in a slashing manner, she destroyed the very image she had conceived of the shadows and a play of light upon the floor.
Candie then rose in an unusual pose, her forefinger in a point as if to condemn Sheaman. "Can you find it within you to love me? Or, are you just another of the lot that looks upon me, appauled by who I am now?" She had addressed him with such a stipulation that if he had responded wrongly, if would appear that this would frenzy the woman more.
She could almost feel the lapping fires that were enkindled of a hellish spark itself, upon her form. A terrible shriek came from her, her mouth widening in a most painful manner that her bottom jaw became unhinged, like a snake preparing to feast upon its captured prey.
The revealing of the blade had gone unnoticed, but her talons seemed to drip with a putrescent substance, the lifeblood within her.
Candie then rose in an unusual pose, her forefinger in a point as if to condemn Sheaman. "Can you find it within you to love me? Or, are you just another of the lot that looks upon me, appauled by who I am now?" She had addressed him with such a stipulation that if he had responded wrongly, if would appear that this would frenzy the woman more.
She could almost feel the lapping fires that were enkindled of a hellish spark itself, upon her form. A terrible shriek came from her, her mouth widening in a most painful manner that her bottom jaw became unhinged, like a snake preparing to feast upon its captured prey.
The revealing of the blade had gone unnoticed, but her talons seemed to drip with a putrescent substance, the lifeblood within her.