By admin on May 1, 2007 | 14 views
…He reveled in the way the blood was still running down her warm body. At first it had gushed out in a torrent of warm red rain, but now it was coming our more slowly. She had struggled for awhile and he had to hold her tight as he slid the hunting knife across her [...]
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By admin on December 31, 2006 | 14 views
His thoughts were scattered and he struggled to get them under control. Control was the order of the day and the only way he could manage to navigate around the inferiors that scurried around and made his life miserable. Sleep was the only escape from them; the sleep of the dead. He did not dream, [...]
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By admin on March 15, 2004 | 12 views
She came out of her deep sleep very slowly. It seemed to take ages. She stretched and yawned, shook the sleep out of her bones. She pawed her hooves on the rock floor of her cave, gave a whinny…
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