I'd pleased the goddess, made her smile. Most muscle-bound guys are slow and rarely know how to light. Why? Why will it hurt you? Because we're the good guys, and whoever or whatever is doing this, is the bad guy. Did she think that I was racing ahead of them to my room to throw clothes over my nakedness? Whatever the motive, she was coming this way.
What sort of paraphernalia? Crystals, tarot decks, books, everything and anything that catches my fancy. That could speed things up, be a big help, or slow things to a crawl and fuck up what little progress had already been made. Thank you for that. It was like the shadows just spilled out of the earth itself to lie across the road like a promise of the night to come.
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