Felltree Marsh catamite on a marble throne

KITTY /boo voice

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the man shifted, and armand fancied that the entire world shook beneath the weight of that single gesture. fire, goliath breathed, and twas david who was struck by the stone of the word, and wove hazily, reeling before he regained his balance. a hallucination of a burning landscape came to him, ancient trees with their skin curling back in the heat, scorched earth, grass dissolved. and here yet came water, but it was not a gentle trickle; it was the floods of gilgamesh and of noah, and armand smiled widely, madly.
"and i see water," yes, water, tossed, tempestuous as the sea, in the murky circle set like a grey gem in the wolf's scarred face. he watched the man carefully then, full of a peace and a quiet reverence.[/tr][/td][/table]