by Mallory Hoffman

Created on: October 11, 2009

A Dark Lords Kiss
Darken clouds loomed ahead; carrying the secrets of the buried undead. The wind rustled from within the trees- as I felt lust filled eyes watch over me.
For I was careful as I stepped; dead fallen logs trembled as I crept. The stone pathway was lit before my eyes, from out of the mist came a horrible cry.
I was weaken from my mortal state, my mind to slow to realize...it had become to late. I was trapped into his glowing stare, a beautiful young princess; now in his lair.
Breathless and heart beating, swirling so fast, This ensnaring princes kiss would be her last.

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