He had been shot at close range . The damage was no small matter. The speeding bullet had penetrated his free rib cage, skipping between ribs, scarring his heart and ripping a lung.
An old trick of the River . The River has known me for so long, yet considers me weak or desperate enough to accept so much power blindly when I am most vulnerable.
The metal slug squeezed out of the wound and dropped inside his tunic.
The loose soil of the common grave tumbled away to reveal a very thin hand pushing upward.
He pushed aside the earth and moved upward on the strength he trickled into his flesh.
Slowly.
Horribly.
So he danced carefully forward in the dream and touched the soldiers.
The Crane dreamed within the Temple. He brought the dream with him like a gentle storm . Mortal eyes registered him as a dream, and since they were awake , there was no one to see.
Crane nodded.
How is the Ogre ? Our last battle taught me so much about myself. I have never thanked him .
Crane looked at the Golden Master.
Do you love this Kinspawn, RiverSlut?
Crane bowed to her. Love pervades and fear retreats. You are free. In your free binding, you have found freedom.
The Crane sighed and nodded. Yes. You are free. We must all be free. That is part of the wonder, too.
RiverSlut sucked the Golden Master and shivered with another orgasm waiting for him to cum in her mouth . She did not see the room, the lake, or even the mountains beyond the unglazed windows . She did not care about anything so trivial. She waited ardently for her Master's will free.
He had been shot at close range . The damage was no small matter. The speeding bullet had penetrated his free rib cage, skipping between ribs, scarring his heart and ripping a lung.
An old trick of the River . The River has known me for so long, yet considers me weak or desperate enough to accept so much power blindly when I am most vulnerable.
The loose soil of the common grave tumbled away to reveal a very thin hand pushing upward.
So he danced carefully forward in the dream and touched the soldiers.
How is the Ogre ? Our last battle taught me so much about myself. I have never thanked him .
Crane looked at the Golden Master.
Crane bowed to her. Love pervades and fear retreats. You are free. In your free binding, you have found freedom.
RiverSlut sucked the Golden Master and shivered with another orgasm waiting for him to cum in her mouth . She did not see the room, the lake, or even the mountains beyond the unglazed windows . She did not care about anything so trivial. She waited ardently for her Master's will free.