LAVA GODDESSS
Goddesss of Eruptions:, Too Hot for T.V.
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alright...
(with a bit of encouragement....or just a bit....I am gonna sort of spin this thread....Now some serious posting...)
Gaia, master of the Vampires, queen...She has approached the King, as an advisor.
A fleeting smile touched my crimson lips, the pearly whiteness of my precious fangs caught the glow of the many candles in the majestic chandelier (sp?), though he only saw them for the faintest moment, enough to second guess himself.
My hair piled in a luxurious upsweep, the gold intertwined, "your Majesty, tonight is the banquet of the nobility. Shall we discuss this in private? or shall we speak in front of these men?" The men of his parlor snubbed me, for in their own words, "a woman has no place as the advisor to the king."
My ears picked up sounds like a hawk, my head whipping in the direction of the noise, I felt a presence also, one of evil incantations. SOmething didn't belong, "your majesty, may I be pardoned for only a moment?"
I bowed, quickly dismissing myself.
With my flowing skirts in hand, I darted through the halls with acute precision. Heading towards a flight of stairs I leapt to the window, my agility easily allowing me to jump onto the sill. That is where I saw it, how could I not know it was there? did it think that it could get through my territory without me knowing?
I think not. It had no right intentions. I had to remove it.
Jumping down, my skirts flowing, the crimson silk flowed around me like the flow of blood from those two delicious wounds that will soon appear on the things neck.
I landed softly, with the wisdom of my years.
I flicked my tounge over my fangs, allowing them to protrude more.
I sneered.
(with a bit of encouragement....or just a bit....I am gonna sort of spin this thread....Now some serious posting...)
Gaia, master of the Vampires, queen...She has approached the King, as an advisor.
A fleeting smile touched my crimson lips, the pearly whiteness of my precious fangs caught the glow of the many candles in the majestic chandelier (sp?), though he only saw them for the faintest moment, enough to second guess himself.
My hair piled in a luxurious upsweep, the gold intertwined, "your Majesty, tonight is the banquet of the nobility. Shall we discuss this in private? or shall we speak in front of these men?" The men of his parlor snubbed me, for in their own words, "a woman has no place as the advisor to the king."
My ears picked up sounds like a hawk, my head whipping in the direction of the noise, I felt a presence also, one of evil incantations. SOmething didn't belong, "your majesty, may I be pardoned for only a moment?"
I bowed, quickly dismissing myself.
With my flowing skirts in hand, I darted through the halls with acute precision. Heading towards a flight of stairs I leapt to the window, my agility easily allowing me to jump onto the sill. That is where I saw it, how could I not know it was there? did it think that it could get through my territory without me knowing?
I think not. It had no right intentions. I had to remove it.
Jumping down, my skirts flowing, the crimson silk flowed around me like the flow of blood from those two delicious wounds that will soon appear on the things neck.
I landed softly, with the wisdom of my years.
I flicked my tounge over my fangs, allowing them to protrude more.
I sneered.