His eyes were the deepest black that I had ever seen. They seemed to stare deep into my soul. Although I knew I should turn and run, instead I felt compelled to stare into those eyes that were as black as coal. He took my hand, is touch was so light, and pressed himself against me ever so tight. We laid for hours under the moon, our hearts were pulsing to the same tune. As he gently kissed, bit, and sucked on my neck I felt so weak, but knew there was nothing to regret. The pain so sweet, he sucked so light, my senses swirling inside me with pleasurable delight. And now every night when the moon starts to rise, I can't wait to look into those deep black eyes. ~oxidisingangel
whitchcraft is more than just a religion or a set of philosophies. It is a away of life, a way of existing within the universe. It comes from ancient sources,but can change with times; it is very serious in nature, but can laugh at itself. ~~~JH
symbols of a wide variety from almost every conceivable source are employed to provide character and to give specificity to the dynamic purpose for which the talisman has been constructed. ~ Israel Ragardie
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