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By varoom76 Date: 2003 Feb 04 Comment on this Work [[2003.02.04.06.24.30942]] |
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One by one he licks the wounds of her tear-streaked face. Slowly taking, controlling the spirit that once was... the light of this dark place. The ground shakes as this evil plight strengthens. Spiraling, Gaining, Consuming, as her gentle soul weakens. She is a slave to his will and nothing more. She is taken by him... With no way out, no door. In the name of love? you ask... or is it fate? Or is it that damned gold ring that binds her to her hideous mate? |