Annisthyrienne
Drive-by mischief maker
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*Feeling my True Name spoken, deep in my soul, a pull I cannot resist, but would not if I could. My Mistress calls, and I joyously respond. White mists surround me, like walking through a cloud. And when I step out on the Other Side, I am in the presence of my Goddess, and I am in bliss as her gaze falls upon me. Kneeling with my head bowed, I kiss Her feet reverently.
You called, Mistress, and I have come. How may I please You this day, my Goddess?
You called, Mistress, and I have come. How may I please You this day, my Goddess?
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