By six fire and ice encountered, bought victuals which will be consumed later…
Went to hitwidtwis’s asylum and viewed the box of leisure, the window of finicky site.
Almost every second the exchange of maw language was occurring, the fervor of the skin creates heat that was tormenting past ones imagination.
Struggling to dominate what ones affection expresses….
Then the cuisine was munched, lied in the cradle with arms clasped
A few more water shared, a little graze on the hair, slight strokes of the skin.
The inevitable happened, fire and ice united, outbreak of adoration, the affection which until now is considered to be a phenomenon Beyond Control….
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