American KitsuneAmerican Kitsune Part I William EakinsAmerican Kitsune
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It was the third of august, When the heat was hot, The fires burned passionate, And I saw what was not,
I laid across my bed, Feeling a touch to my neck, I turned my eyes to see, A needful, calling beck,
I nod my head and give a gasp, Feeling fingers upon my back, I curl my leg and flex my hips, Seeing there is nothing to lack,
I brush agianst his touch, And see the look of his eyes, And I step back to the window, And see
TouchAmongst the great peaks of my crystal tower, I could see the whole of this forgotten continent of Aus'Tal. Across the whole of the continent my gaze could carry, all from the safety of my highest room and chamber. I was alone here - at the nexus of power, and I found that it was good to have my concentration set upon what I felt truly mattered. And as I watched the grass shift across its softly blowing breeze, I could feel the growing patter of life that had returned to this forbidden place.Touch
And life, in its glory, was terrifying and beautiful. Life was something I knew only as an alien thought - but it was something that I felt
Interesting NightThe evening night held me as I stood to the balcony overlooking the city proper. A glass of red wine rested in my hand, while a pistol held the other and there I stood, staring out amongst the beautiful overcast and rain-filled skies. The city never slept, and the lights burned fifty stories below, my eyes taking in the pleasent sight of a hundred million lights twinkling down below. I could see forever, if I just let myself have the chance, and tonight, I did. The wine was a very good year, and with the soft chill of the evening air flowing about me, it added a certain mystique that other smight mInteresting Night
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