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Soul Pearls, the Tears of the Soul

Wednesday, December 11, 2013

The Look:

Odd vibes on the Ley tonight.


Death and Hungar were in his eyes. They burned with pain and sorrow from paths of Hell no sane person would ever wish to know.

So Hot and yet so Freezing Cold, They showed a soul so very very old. That had walked the Fires and Frozen Lands that few ever come back alive or touch Green Grass and Spring again.

Yet looking into them you felt no fear for somehow you knew these forces still burning freezing and very much alive were bottled in  Diamond Glass sealed with Titanium will that only the oldest of the Adders carried in their fangs.

The more you looked the deeper you fell spinning into the Vortex that promised a most sensuous hell with additive passions even a Fae could not turn away.

Should one just partake the smallest taste.  You grasp for breath and gulp the air.

Thinking you have escaped then you realize he looked away to free you from ---  what?

That question will haunt you as long as passion still lives in Body and Sou.

TDK / The Druid King
(c) George King 12-11-2013

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