EXOTIC THOUGHTS
† ITS A NIGHT OF DARKNESS WOLVES VENT THEIR PAIN, THE DARK ONE RISES. MIST STALKS HER FROM BEHIND. AN ETERNAL DESIRE, HER BLACK HAIR CASCADES OVER HER PALE SHOULDERS AND HER FULL BLOOD LIPS PART SLIGHTLY TO TASTE THE BLOOD STREAMING FROM THE PALE FLESH BENEATH HER. A NIGHT OF ECSTASY BEGINS , ITS WHAT I THIRT †
