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And my tears were blood, and they left thier stain on my hands when I wiped my face. Then I lay flat on the stones, murmuring not prayers any longer but those inarticulate pleas we make to all that is powerful, all that is holy, all that may not exist by any and all names. Do not leave me alone here. Do not abandon me...
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lu66:
Is not really a pleasant pain, unless you like pain anyway. It just hurts, but, at least for me, not so bad that one can't take it. I say go for it, the pain is not that bad. kiss kiss
saphronia:
Is that attachment picture of what's to come? It's beautiful.