The End OF Tyrony Chapter 2 (Intro)
A putred stech still lingeringin the air from oneor two incence holders near the the large doors. the feline drew out one of his father's blades, and quietly snuck throuh the room. the dragon staying near the door, posting as a lookout.
life with a dragon Intimacy
I undress and walk over to sarven as he lights yet another incence burner. "easy with those things, we aren't trying to get high off of them.
Magician from the Marshlands
Purple incence fumes creep lazily up the sides of the beech door. a painted wooden sign is attached to the wall above the door. it reads _mystica eyva da firenze_in white.
Cumming of Age
_ he could barely focous from all the sensory input, the burning incence, the drugged concoction he had drunk, and that damn urge he had to feel his own father's penis! this was indeed the most embarrassing thing in his life.