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they sleep
01:59 Dec 13 2007
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they sleep







they sleep now at peace the rest of day these three mistress of night



they rest their bodies hidden from the fire and the light



their want and desire visions of perfection they slumber till time is right



their skin smooth soft creamy and white



they rest their faces like goddesses to be hold them is delight



bewear them for of you they may bite



these lady vampires have taken may a foolish mortals life



their fangs flash sharp and white



their prommes sexualfulment and love beyond any earthly delight



they look as angles but they wear black not white



they suduction a truly hipnotic flight



they see in your mind and know your thought wrong or right



their passhion like a sea of blood in depth or depth of night



they move as grace presonified thes beautys like sorring birds in flight



their courtly manners like calm water they have perfected this alright



their lips red and lushish to taste more than delight



their touch turns the strongest of men to puddy in their hands truly a



sight



their lust deep fired passion beyond mortal understanding if one can



ignight



thou take care for they are powerful all right



they like the black widow spider their venom is deadly give them not a



fright



they can not be caged or controled for from that they would take flight



their eyes deep as the night are hypnotic at frist sight







to the ladies Magdelana and Wendy take not offence of my thoughts



fantices or stares its your beauty grace and charm that draws such their



to you respectifualy this miner trifling of potrey can not begin to



express you it is only a humbal attempt at my thoughts of you and like



wise the story below it







the rising hour







dusk falls on the lands dim light of day dies in the oft the curse of



mortal toil gives lee to night it is the rising time the last of collered



sun streeks from behind the horizen showing its true beuty in tis dieing



coffins of black lacqure and gold of hard woods with gleaming finish their



brass and gold latches and handels open with sudden sound night is hear



the rising begins as I walk along between the cicoffigi lifting the lids



reveailing the glimps of silk and satin their they lay with beauty that



puts great works of art to shame for they could never match what is hear



in flesh and bone thees three that look like angles at rest but no angle



of heven knows the depths of lust that these three know nor have they



such power as to turn men to their slaves by mere presents they drop to



their knees like begging dogs they fall at their feet begging some small



bit of touch or attention some hope of love and lust if not even but the



hint of promes that they only infer never spoken yes they rise fingers



of white nails of red and black their bodies raise from slumber up their



heads tilt back like as if they are having an orgasum only they know of



black silk and satin on white skin they draw the frist breath of their



rise to the night their sigh like a chorus of anglic lit their eyes open



they gaze about the room nodding to one and other with respect and dignity



of thousands of years of courtly manner yet they are young to the eyes



as youth emortal gorgous they rise they look at the crack where the last



bits of collored light seep through the cracks in hues of red purple orange



the beauty of the sun as it dies from the day one looks up through the



an opening in the roof she sees the sky awash the many hues of the clouded



sky like a painting that no master could poduce their bodies raise up



floating up from their coffens like angles assending to heven their feet



float below them up out of the box that held them sleeping and at peace



the only true peace they know up up above the box they spread their arms



like birds that sowr no no like angles their bodies float over the edges



of the coffens and start their decent to earth their feet touch down on



earth lite as a kitten steps on the floor they now look apone me the frist



gaze my hart races at the glance that can melt any mans soul or through



such dagers as make one see death in their eyes and send chivers up ones



back or show the wisdom of ages in them all by their will and desire they



glance up through the hole and now the stars show like fields of dimonds



on a taperstry of black velvet through another hole they see the goddess



moon as she rises to light their night and show off their beauty as they



gaze trough my soul they smile full knowing they hold me in their spell



that as any one that looks in their eyes could resist their spell they



laugh in delight and move gacefuly toword me with grace no mortal could



master as they come ever closer I fell my breath grow hever with each



step they reach out ever so slowly eyes locked theirs on mine mine locked



on the three of theirs their hands touch my skin soft my insides leap at



their very touch I know by instinkt what pleasure they can bring if only



they will to or do I but night is apone us nd they hunger for the blood



of their next victume they ready for the hunt they will dine on those that



they will they will party in wonton lustful and unbrideled sexual hights



not known by mortals partaking of wine drink and song and of sexual abandon



they will revel in blood lust and sin as they by their very existince mock



the hevens but still in their own depths of their sole in thoes lone times



and all to meany trangent loves of people whos lives they pass through



their in they find their personel hell in the crualty of a world they



walk through that they are never truly a part of nor can be no mater how



they pretend for they are differnt than the rest in so many ways that the



eyes see not they have felt the pains others feel not and know the loves



and hights of sexuality that others dare not for they are not childern of



the god of the day they are the childern of the night they are three ladie



vampires and they rise each night and all should see them so and in such



light ladies you are inchanting and I stand gaurd in the shadows humbaly



yours well met ladies respectfuly







concider thise thought but a mere complement ladies your warmth only



surpased by your beauty and air you hold humbaly



by boby

godess and the tiger
01:53 Dec 13 2007
Times Read: 456






in an elden time when macik ruled on earth and man was but a barbaric creature (thoe not much in that nature has changed in three melinia)







their were goddesses that walked the earth one of them the fair maden and goddess of the moon her golden hair fair skin

she was a vision of perfict lovyness womanhood grace and all that mortal wemon could aspire to all that is femanin energy she was the perfict maiden and a powerful goddess posised above the others in her powers a single wave of her hand

could bloom forest split seas cast mountians to rubble even change night to day emence was her abillity she was the goddess of the moon



ithe lands of the time were still unstable covered with forest and jungle volcanios that erupted often steaming guisers areas of never ending fogs swamps and bogs tarpits and other parels and daily the warm rains fell from the clouded sky that fought the sun and moon in a dance of life they had created



in this place creatures of myth and magic of realms now lost to us deweled one of the most powerful and beautifule was the white tiger gracefull sleek full of power in it moves majestic as it wandered but it was also playful loving cuddly soft to the touch this is why the moon goddess loved it so

for all the terrior it inspired it was warm and protective



these lands to were filled with unicorn whos magik was rival to the goddesses her selfs for she had created them so but none that were not inocent could touch them not man nor creature only goddesses and vergins could touch them they would run from them in the horn was all the magik the steads posesied they were lovly to look at as they plaied in the day



one day the tiger was at play on the side of the volcano the tiger saw the unicorns at play he knew he could not hope to catch them so he just watched them play he saw their beauity and enjoyed it but he noticed some thing up the mountian some rocks fell courious by nature he went to see what had been up their he pounced up the rocks to the top and found nothing no



anamles no creatures only a big hole in the ground and their was some kind of light down in it it was warm he creept closer up to the edge suddenly the earth shook and gave way the tiger fell in to the lava



the goddess had come to the unicorn as had the vergins to frolic when suddenly the goddess and the unicorns stopped as if in horror the unicorns and the goddess could feel the tigers pain as it hit the lava the vergins



stiaired woundering why the others were so upset the goddess cryied as a tear fell with her head dropping and sied my tiger the unicorns bowed their heads in sorrow the goddess cryed my beauitfull tiger is dead the vergins

now realized that the tiger that they had watched from a far that they had loved and feared was gone and the pain of that loss was great for the



goddess who stood with tear streamed face and a look of strightnth and determination and said I go to collect his spirt with out another word she raised her hands and vanished the others cried and touched they felt loss and sarrow



deep in the lava the tiger felt no more pain its body burned away by the purifing fires only the pure esence and spirt of the tiger remained burnning in an eternal flame of yellows oranges reds bright and hot the earth claimed it as pure at that moment as death aproched in his black cloke to take the spirt of the tiger the goddess swooped it from the fires and to her moon the flames would not go out but turned silver in the moons power death came to take the tiger the goddess said I will not give you



my tiger the spirt is mine death knew he could not fight the goddess on her moon were her power are greatest so he left saying only that the coast of cheating him was great



death went to the village of men once their he ploted with them to kill all the unicorn telling them they would get the magic and spirt esence of the unicorn the men said all but a few hunters are hear our best are near the volcanio they are worrier class hunters but we are many and we have swords

spears knifes and nets we will kill the unicorns for you death then said if this you do for me I will always walk close to men and you will face me and we will always contest to see if I take you by game of chance for I shall roll this dice to see if you live or die this to the men sounded better since any that saw death were taken by him death said further I will give you and your wemon knolage that can save you some times through



the magics of the plants of the earth now go cut the horns from the heads of the unicorns they shall turn to horses and you will controle them if you can break their spirt as I shall break the goddesses hart for her incolince and foolish emotion for she dared to defi my will now go and death disapered



but death had not notcied a fairy maid hidding beneath a flower who heard all and flew to the goddess so fast her wings shreaded in flight as she she flew to the moon colasping on the goddess hand she told her all the goddess enraged said so death thinks he can distroy my unicorns she

transported her self to the warriors

hear me nobal men I am the goddess of the moon as she appered with the tiger of silver flames by her side I inchant you with the spirit of this great beast as gaurdens of the unicorns go to fight those that would kill them and the worriers ran to battle but death and the men had already arrived many unicorns were hornless many were dead their spirt essinces hung in the air death laughed what now great

goddess the goddes still holding the spirt essence of the fairy maid and angry in her hart spun her arm above her and the essences of the unicorn came to her hand and mixed with the fairys essence they glowed in a ball then she wisp away the last of her unicorn and trough the ball tward the vergins it split and entered the vergins enfusing fairy magik essence and the unicorns essince in to all the vergins the warriors now postioned to protect the vergins the other men had not agreed to kill vergins death



screamed you bitch you defeated me but I made a bargin I must hold to it



but one brave worrier was slain his essence hung over the battle field



the goddess swang her arm and pulled it to her death cried what are you doing that spirt is mine befor he could act she through the spirt of the warrior in to the vergins to mix now warrior fairy unicorn all mixed in the vergins even the tigers spirt mixed the goddes said I told you you



can not have my tiger now all these spirts are infused the vergins are part fairy with their loving sexual playful nature insachtionable apitite for fun and sex the unicorn gives them shy skidish around evil men the



warrior is now transformed them to warriorieses able to fight and fend for them selves and the tiger makes them hunters with hart and all is beautful in them and will ever be they shal be warm effectionate playful loving sexual insationable skidish shy of good hart and nature loving the good the kind the loving in man yet they are magik a mystery an egnima

to all and if need they are worriesses self sefisient fighters defenders of a the weak and small the warm and cuddly and you death what have you to say

death said acurse you all yes I can not take that but you shal be born in pain and that birth it self a gamble with me and you shal grow old and die every one of you for ever more to wit the goddess said I shall strainthen their magik and give them knolage and music art song and dance and teach them of drink and sex and love

to this death said then let them labor all the days and toil in the sun let them know greed and waist faime plag sickness pestlince war and every vice and

the goddess said the let them know peace a love happness and every pleasure and verture and all good let them know love as deep as seas now be gone away with you death said I

shall keep my promise and I shall walk with the sons and daughters of man all through their life the goddess said I to shall keep my word and it has been ever sence and so we walk with death and walk in love now and always







by terimis bob



the timajin