Assassin Pt. 3 Beyond the glimmer of moon, The Dark forces sealed The Forever Assassin, Who could not be killed. The one that could balance The wrong and the right, Was locked under magic In Veils of the Night.' Yet, awake I remained In a prison of fear. I plotted through centuries And thousands of years! I grew in my strength And my powers to kill. Immortal and just; Revenge is my skill. But without 'Heavens Vow' That was passed unto me, A ghostly shadow is All that I'd be. Until one sweet day, When justice prevailed, The Oracle Of Balance Appeared as foretold. She spoke in a tongue Of mist and of flame, Whispering smoke clouds That called out my name. The eyes of the Oracle Saw through my soul. Searching for answers To secrets of old. "Ten thousand years You have been captive here. The evil remains, Only one left to fear." I listened intently To not miss a word! Her voice was more Lyrical than any I'd heard! "I release you from moonlight, Assassin of Old. Take your revenge now And redeem your cursed soul!" She faded away... Extinguished as flame... The last wisp of smoke, Still called out my name. My prison had faded, My feet on the ground. My shield was rusted, No sword could be found. Then through a fine veil Appeared a white light. It shone like the sun, Devouring the night. And rising around me, A castle came up! Faster and faster! As if time was wound up... ...An overgrown courtyard, With dew on the grass, The leaves slowly bouncing Each breeze that glanced past. And there beyond beauty, Amidst headstones of glass, The dark sword was lying, Right there in the grass. 'Heavens Vow', The dark swords name. The blade was eternal, It's sting was of flame. It's godly blessing, Divine and Just, Was entrusted to me To do what I must. And all through my days Have I lived to that vow. Though, innocent blood Has been spilt before now. Revenge I will take On my enemy of old. No payment required For balance foretold. Forever Assassin. I took up my blade. Revenge is my aim. 'Heavens Vow' is it's name... To Be Continued...

18+ Not for the easily offended... Hard and fast, Soft and tender. Exotic moves, Between thighs so slender. The heat is burning And I'm on fire! I need to release My steaming desire! You taste; so sweet Between your lips. Your tongue so hot When we French kiss. Your soft smooth skin My hands exploring. Your beautiful hair My fingers are pulling. I'm easing you down To lie on your back I slide myself lower Now I'm sliding right back Soft and smooth, Building the pace. Hard and fast, Till I'm in your G space! Kissing and moaning, The pleasures intense. The heat's building faster We don't want it to end! Just as the heat Becomes climactic, The pleasure engulfs all our Senses to Static! We fall down together Still locked in Loves grip. You reach for a kiss And i taste your sweet lip. And only the moment Is left for us now, The holding each other And the synchronised "WOW!!!"

Your Love I dream of you... I do. I feel your soul and You feel mine too. I can taste you... I knew, You'd be the one Who'd lead me through. Every time we touch I feel my heart grow bigger And every time we kiss I know you're mine forever. I'm gonna keep holding on, To you my Love, Because you're my one and only. And when the walls start Crumbling down, I know you'll always be there for me. I dream of you... I do. I hold your love and You hold mine too...

Freedom And so the Grand Finale. Beams of light appear. Shining through my eyelids And all I feel is fear. I know not what awaits me. Is this the end of all I know? Or is it just the beginning To another episode? A force keeps pushing on me. I'm floating towards the light. My chest is getting tighter, I can't move an inch to fight I'm holding back from tears, Until I know my fate. The light keeps getting brighter, I am born to Heavens Gate.

Prisoner I've been in here for months now, Just stewing, growing, sleeping. Every day is always the same, Just thinking, learning, living. I hope that one day I'll be free To see the outside world. My two eyes shining out will capture The pleasures I behold. Theres always banging in the cell above Where I am now held captive. But maybe it's a good thing that Their drumming keeps them active... I'm glad to have some neighbours really, I shouldn't have complaints. It's good to have hope the constant beat Is never going to change. I dream that one day I'll be free To live outside this room. Its wet and sticky and pretty cramped, While I'm prisoner in this Womb...