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you slide through me...

  ...you slide through me like fingers running through honey...

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his mouth...

...there is a sharp undercurrent...

How old is he?

he spoke in a roll of whispers...

as the sun sets...

...beauty lies between the bloody outstretched hand of the Lady...

...the willing sacrifice of youth...

...he was tall, slim...

...she wore a necklace of human skulls...

...ghosts, stretched and thin...