Disclaimer:I Do not own swiss cheese...what do you mean i suppose to say i don't own mummy chars they know i don't!
Well today i'll let you have funa nd not bore you to death
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Then the chemical reaction started, his pluse quickened, the heat rushed over his body. He couldn't believe this was happening, each kiss this woman was giving him was like a tiny death. Her black hair, egyptian skin against his own pale skin and blue eyes. She was perfect. The kisses began to hurt like bites.
At that moment this strange woman disappeared, replaced with spiders and a 3000 year old tomb. He stood up. By the lack of light in the tomb it was night outside. Alex looked at his watch 1 am, they had been here for 2 days. It had been 1 day since he had lost them and tried to find them. Luckily he had both the book and the pieces.
He walked on 'til he reached a door. He lookd at the drawing on the door. It was a picture of a large scarab with a woman on a sphinx's back and spider .
That hair ,That face, Those eyes. It was the girl from his dreams. No it couldn't be. He ran his fingers over the drawing. The feel of her of lips on his finger tips flashed through him, her beauty, then reality hit. Cold hard reality.
Then he ran his fingers over it again hoping for a another glance of her. This time it was the creature fighting her, him running to warn her, then the blades going through and then they killed each other and he turned to sand. She fell to the ground and whispered something. Something out of reach it seemed. It was the taste of his tears that brought him back. He wiped them away. She was merely a dream... You can't live off of dreams. Can you?
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R&R
Well today i'll let you have funa nd not bore you to death
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Then the chemical reaction started, his pluse quickened, the heat rushed over his body. He couldn't believe this was happening, each kiss this woman was giving him was like a tiny death. Her black hair, egyptian skin against his own pale skin and blue eyes. She was perfect. The kisses began to hurt like bites.
At that moment this strange woman disappeared, replaced with spiders and a 3000 year old tomb. He stood up. By the lack of light in the tomb it was night outside. Alex looked at his watch 1 am, they had been here for 2 days. It had been 1 day since he had lost them and tried to find them. Luckily he had both the book and the pieces.
He walked on 'til he reached a door. He lookd at the drawing on the door. It was a picture of a large scarab with a woman on a sphinx's back and spider .
That hair ,That face, Those eyes. It was the girl from his dreams. No it couldn't be. He ran his fingers over the drawing. The feel of her of lips on his finger tips flashed through him, her beauty, then reality hit. Cold hard reality.
Then he ran his fingers over it again hoping for a another glance of her. This time it was the creature fighting her, him running to warn her, then the blades going through and then they killed each other and he turned to sand. She fell to the ground and whispered something. Something out of reach it seemed. It was the taste of his tears that brought him back. He wiped them away. She was merely a dream... You can't live off of dreams. Can you?
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R&R