DreamWizard47
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You are standing in the great hall of the dark and lonely castle. The torchlight flickers across your soft hair. I stand in the entryway, looking across the great expanse of the room. A soft summer's night breeze blows in the open window, making your hair flutter inthe breeze.
I am drawn to this soft girl. She has neglected my intentions too long. I stride across the stone floor. My boots clicking and echoing across the room. I see you tense when you hear the footsteps, but you do not turn about.
I stand behind you, the scent of your hair fills my being. The moon glows softly on your exposed shoulders. Creamy white skin. I reachout my suntanned weathered hand and place it on the barren flesh of your shoulder you jump with a start.
I am drawn to this soft girl. She has neglected my intentions too long. I stride across the stone floor. My boots clicking and echoing across the room. I see you tense when you hear the footsteps, but you do not turn about.
I stand behind you, the scent of your hair fills my being. The moon glows softly on your exposed shoulders. Creamy white skin. I reachout my suntanned weathered hand and place it on the barren flesh of your shoulder you jump with a start.