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Belated Faith Awaken, she opens her eyes, and immediately feels the torment that has plagued and robbed. The Sun shining through lattace shutters outlining clay, and desert brick. The Summer beams of light, glistens on the perpetual perspiration that covers her horrid flesh. Her ailment labeled as a taboo, an unfortunate name to carry, for they do not understand. Left alone to parish as darkness becomes her company.
Futile hands shoo the insects that congregate on the festering sores, while her descrete echoes of sobs find their way out of the fissures of the facade, only to dissipate into deaf ears.
Slowly pulling her knees toward her chest, tears pour from her bloodshot, and swollen eyes, suddenly, her face a startled pause.
A growing roar surges in the distance...
"Is it true?", in a hard swollow and questioning her hearing. Her breathing in swift paces, adrenaline abruptly masking the overwhelming pain as she hurries to her feet. Pulling at her garments
El CaidoSe durmió soñando que él también podía volar. Cuando despertó, instintivamente se palpó el dorso, pero no sintió nada diferente. Corriendo hacia el espejo observó su espalda. Allí seguían sus alas, sí, pequeñas y débiles, magulladas tras su último intento de alzar el vuelo. Todas las advertencias recibidas no consiguieron disuadirle. Lo peor ahora no sería las semanas de convalecencia que le impedirían surcar los cielos, lo más trágico es que su delito le invalidaba como guardia celestial, sus alas ahora negras, le relegaban a las huestes de ángeles caídos.
Spitting Venom AppleI am mad because Petra misses me indirectly, misses me, by her denied first right and desire of wanting to be honoured by me, the way a woman heals a man, directly heals him through chaste lustless love, while a corrupt deluded fallen Bramin Daughter fucks the best of Jewden priests considering him black Aryan, and her own father to amass all gold and deprives her own Brahmin brother who cant hate her. And a father who is a fraud non Brahmon Jewden who once begged to the Aryan sister to dupe the brother guilty, because he cant resist Aryan women or her innocence, he could only be defeated by so. A father Who fakes the false preachings of a Jewden kin Vivekananda and not the Bramin sage, the King of lords "Gadadhar Chatterjee".
Aryani dreams freedom from spiritual incest, through giving up "Hal Uski" Haluski translates in my langauge into "Tiller is Her"...and also "Condition of Her".
We are Aryan we want sleek and healthy feminine women, we dont like fat, ugly, black, buffalow women. I
The Incarnate: The Meeting (Part 3)In a clash of swords and rebellion Olivia had lost it all. Her empire was gone. She now stood beside a person that she barely knew. Even calling him a person wasn’t right because a person could not have done what he had; the one whose arrival was the beginning of the end of her reign as queen. The portal Rexthorpe had summoned had brought her to a realm devoid of colour, a realm that looked battle hardened with scared boulders and trenches for stealth. The sight of a drop of blood would have at added something other than grey and black to the world. Rexthorpe looked around the ghost of a wasteland.
“I figured after that ordeal you’d need a private place to gather your thoughts” A snap of his fingers shut the portal around her feet. Olivia found a large rock and sat down to gather her sense again. What was her next move? Revenge? No, her revenge would be upon her entire nation. It would prove worthless. Newton wouldn’t be revived. Even if she managed to get
Doing requestsHeyya I'm bored so I wanna know if anyone wants a request at the moment, I will do any request I receive I would like to at least get five requests done, if that's fine
I do Anime characters(couples),OC XAnime Character also. I can also do MLP, Chibi's, Cute animal(not realistic)-I cant do realistic.... and yeah I will draw whatever
The demonI woke up and I was with my dad at my great grandfathers house though he had passed away 12 years ago and my aunt had taken over the property. We were in the kitchen when things moved around on their own. Tupperware flew off the fridge, doors opening and closing by themselves. We would hear unearthly noises within the walls. "Demons, come out!!" ,I shouted. We felt something run right by us when my dad grabbed something in the air but shook loose. We chased it down the hall and into a bedroom. I called out to it again and from the closet a tall pale man emerged wearing a black overcoat. He moved a bunk bed in front of the door and sat down. He started asking us questions but we knew he was trying to take our lives and souls. We cursed him in the name of God and he retreated to the dark. We moved the bed ran out. I lost my dad in the hustle and thought he got on without me. I had nowhere to go but inside the house. I went back inside and things immediately went from bad to worse. There
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