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Bloodline Curse"I do not want them to see him.”Bloodline Curse by Leonca
Yril lowered his ears and frowned at his mate. He knew he couldn’t keep it from happening, but he wished he could pretend it wouldn’t for a little while longer.
Taiph nuzzled the child sprawled on his belly between her arms. Rayld was only four months old. He had no way of knowing that life was more than warm earth, mother’s milk, and naps. His pudgy legs twitched as he slept.
She met Yril’s eyes and held them, unblinking. “They are old and wise,” she said. “They may be the only ones who know how to fix him. We do him no good by putting it off.”
She was right. He knew it and he couldn’t do anything about it. “All right,” he said, reaching out to run a finger over one of his son’s floppy little ears. “I will find them and bring them here so you do not have to carry him away from the den.”
He poked his head out of the den’s main entrance tunnel, scanned for dan
AriadnaAriadnaAriadna by LodeinArt
There she lies on the sands of Mynos
She doesn't feel the breath of the wind
That plays with her auburn curls
She doesn't feel the rays of the sun
That keep her body warm
There she lies, the beauty of Mynos
In a sleep that wraps her mind
Into a dark abyss of dreams
In a sleep that lets her see
The blood, the love, the string
Blood on the fangs of her brother
His horns reaching to the hights
Of a prison that keeps him in its maze
His eyes following the shadows
Of the youths who will soon be dead
Her eyelids move, the dream evolves
She sees his hooves split the bones
The sound echoing through the walls
She sees the fear in eyes that cannot see
Their cries wanting to burst her heart
Love in an innocent soul
He came to her, whispering words filled with promises
Of the wonders he would share
He came to her, touching her skin
telling of the warmth he would unfold at her feet
A man from another land
He stole her mind, her heart
His sword killed the beast
He stole her innocence
Pure Indulgence: Gods and WG - Part 9Part 9: EshuPure Indulgence: Gods and WG - Part 9 by lovelymars908
I was reading a book on African religion and spirituality. I’m not too keen on African myth so I decided to study it. The book contains a huge assortment of legends and gods from the whole continent. It also included ancient civilizations.
Putting that aside, there was a new a new diner for the elite. It sells frozen custard and chili dogs. They made an advertisement for hiring a food taster. My, the hourly pay was… beautiful; $25 per hour! For tasting food! I don’t think no one would do it. But it looked so promising. I thought about it all day. In the evening, I walked in the backyard. I encountered a bright light. It revealed a man with dark cocoa skin. He was very gorgeous with a strong figure. He was adorned in ancient Nigerian garments. He was Eshu of the Yoruba people in Nigeria. He is the god of crossroads, death, travelers, and trickery. He is also the ambassador between man and god. Eshu was a lot bet
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