Suzerain of Sheol
Desolation Denizen
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#145
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"Oh, Isaac, my darling, my days of seduction are long past, I fear. I mean to take a rather more direct approach to our enemies."
Assassin hops down from the ledge and accepts the curly-wurly. "I intend no insult to your considerable charms, of course, my Master. I merely fear for your well-being should you take too polite a tact with our victims." Catherine deftly unseals the plastic package and samples the chocolate. With a full mouth, she adds, "You are, of course, always welcome to expend your flatteries on me, your humble Servant."
Cold silence has a tendency
to atrophy any sense of compassion
between supposed lovers.
Between supposed brothers.
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Posted 01-31-2016, 03:25 AM
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