The Dragon
Author: Sir Postal's girl
Filed in: fear, passion, dragon, wickedThe only way she could feel the passion was to wake the sleeping Dragon.
She touched His heart, her hands turned bloody with desire, and
her soul opened up to the knowledge of wicked passion.
She carried her wickedness to the Dragon’s lair and
she let Him taste her and it was then she knew the reign of fear
as it carried her toward her much sought after release.
It is the Dragon that will command her;
it is the Dragon that will save her as she spirals into oblivion.
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