SL Hallowe’en — The Sorceress
La Belle Dame sans Merci (The Visitor speaks:) O WHAT can ail thee, knight-at-arms, Alone and palely loitering? The sedge has wither’d from the lake, And no birds sing. O what can ail thee,...
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In his dream, he was kneeling on the marble floor of a vast hall, stripped naked down to his shorts, hands bound back to his ankles. The woman standing before him was an image of mysterious perfection...
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