so it begun

twas a long slumber yet my soul is awake, its been awhile since the last time i dash thy quill to praise an adon of mine amaranth.

five minutes past before the intro

there she is my nila'nej...

lying on smooth sheets that tease her cute lil feet. an ivory legs that no mare could resist. my cunning eyes let it cannot escape her curve outward past the normal, for behind it where our blessed love wilst sprung.