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Rendezvous- Pt. III- Birchwood | PhoenixFiery
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Freewill Writer, Asylum Sister. I, Crimson Quintessence. The Oubilette that is Ann Thraxx. Rendezvous- Pt. III- Birchwood. 8220;Andrew, I’m really lost right now, but how is this all going to play out with my cousins and this big house? What happened to the staff that was working here? Let’s just get this over with.”. Closing the case I walked away, sat in his smoking chaise and began to weep. 8220;You fell asleep and I wasn’t about to disturb you. It’s 4am and we have lots to discuss....Click to shar...
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Odyssey of Anguish- Trauma Dolls Tribute | PhoenixFiery
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Freewill Writer, Asylum Sister. I, Crimson Quintessence. The Oubilette that is Ann Thraxx. Odyssey of Anguish- Trauma Dolls Tribute. Just what was going on? Http:/ www.imdb.com/video/wab/vi2091035673 Trauma Dolls Trailer. Images of Bijou courtesy of Icon Label Films* additional images * Click on any Image to redirect to the images webpage/designer where it has been provided. All images are found using Google Image Search and Bing Image Search and are not always labelled. July 19, 2015 at 4:37 am. You are...
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I Know You- By The Grue Baron- Tony Norton | PhoenixFiery
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Freewill Writer, Asylum Sister. I, Crimson Quintessence. The Oubilette that is Ann Thraxx. I Know You- By The Grue Baron- Tony Norton. I Feel Your Despair. I Smell the Disdain. I know those Contours of Your Veneer. I See the Constrictions of Your Delicate Eggshell Shell. Your Oh So Fragile Dam. That holds back …. 8230; Groaning…. A Reservoir of Leagues and Fathoms of Hidden Teetering Tears. I know the layers of that Greasepaint Masque. I know Your script. I know those Parts. Those Parts You Play. You are...
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PhoenixFiery | PhoenixFiery
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Freewill Writer, Asylum Sister. I, Crimson Quintessence. The Oubilette that is Ann Thraxx. First touch of strong fingers entwined in mine, the warmth of skin through the crispness of your shirtsleeve, resting arm on arm. Butterflies tremble deep inside. The depth of your eyes magnetizing. Whispering in my ear all those magical things a woman longs to hear. The sweetness of your breathe on my neck awakens my skin endlessly. The buttons of your crisp shirt come undone one by one. Hearts pulsating firml...
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Arcadia’s Veil | PhoenixFiery
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Freewill Writer, Asylum Sister. I, Crimson Quintessence. The Oubilette that is Ann Thraxx. An excruciating pain seared up my right leg as I must have hurt that during my climb. Faintness reached inside my mind, having to sit before I succumbed I lunged toward the monument where I took seat on the edge I dared not attempt to look up, that face unsettling. The darkness filled with stars before my eyes as behind me a course, cold voice spoke in my ear. Watching in illusions state as this enormous putrid ins...
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Snuffwalk- By Richard Bell- Traumatized Challenge | PhoenixFiery
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Freewill Writer, Asylum Sister. I, Crimson Quintessence. The Oubilette that is Ann Thraxx. Snuffwalk- By Richard Bell- Traumatized Challenge. Bruno hired the girls from the squats around the city. His boss was made of shadows and bereft of love or pity. Cash up front, no questions they got a message from a burner phone. A warehouse by the riverside and proviso that no one must know. Was it ultimate expression? The girls would walk in haute couture, the House of Style Excision. At the clubs and dinners, a...
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Ley Lines- By Tony Norton | PhoenixFiery
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Freewill Writer, Asylum Sister. I, Crimson Quintessence. The Oubilette that is Ann Thraxx. Ley Lines- By Tony Norton. Close your eyes be still – Connect. Connect- Back Again – To that place in your mind’s eye. Where calmness lulls our humanly humours. Picture with me A Walled Garden on the sheltered green lea side of a ragged Welsh Cliff top. Charged with Celtic Mystic where Heaven clandestinely courts the Earth. Where dimensions merge in and out of each other. And physics allows the Lovers to blur.
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About | PhoenixFiery
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Freewill Writer, Asylum Sister. I, Crimson Quintessence. The Oubilette that is Ann Thraxx. I know not which path these trail of words will lead me. Looking back means knowing where I am firmly rooted this my friends is where this journey begins. Take my hand and we shall see just where we wind up after the journey through this twisty, trail. Keep the candle close, there maybe a need in the darkest corners for you to lend a spark. Still have that candle handy friend? I think we are going to need that.
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PhoenixFiery | Freewill Writer, Asylum Sister | Page 2
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Freewill Writer, Asylum Sister. I, Crimson Quintessence. The Oubilette that is Ann Thraxx. As the heart races in panic, stomach drops weightless inside, as the tears are held back yet glisten sorrowful eyes. Hands shaking with uncertain trembles, shallow breaths as the throat dries and narrows at the pain that is held, stars cross her eyes. Emotions remain unspoken as the tinge of blood taints the tongue from biting down to steady the repugnance that might be set free. There’s no hope in this world...