Ankyra Sound from the darkest stars that force you

any uncomfortable inspection she would have exacted on mahler's disgruntled form was interrupted  -- by the burdened presence of nyx. caiaphas' gaze seemed to narrow astronomically as she observed the fullness of the woman's figure -- a new fullness that she was unfortunately all-together too well acquainted with.

still resting on her elbows, the siren queen drew a long pause -- the sweep of her gaze sharp and almost accusatory. "who did that to you?" she asked suddenly, though somehow she suspected she might know the answer.

in truth, nothing in the world delighted the wizened old shrew more than puppies -- and somehow, the concept of more seemed outrageously delightful.