menasaurio - Fruits of Paradise
2025/06/17

Fruits of Paradise

"Golden fruits, a whispered spell, in a garden where dreams softly dwell. She, draped in blooms of countless hues, tastes the magic where time feels new. Woodland whispers, a fleeting trance, a paradise born of sweet romance."

adorn - Sacred Sin
2025/06/16

Sacred Sin

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There was holiness in the way we touched, in the way we lingered, as if love and sin were never meant to be separate. If desire is a sin, tell us, why does it feel like worship? @adorn @belladona @zarawolf