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I was a terror. There is no other beginning for my story. I was put on this Earth to play and tease, to flirt and tantalize, to search and destroy. No. That isn't true. I was not put on this Earth to do those things, I was changed to do them. I would not have had half the successes without being turned from mortal to eternal. Here in this ethereal place I could pay homage to my true love and at the same time lull my prey into playing with me.
I had searched for a home, or rather, a residence, for quite some time. Here, in this circle of a place, I would reside. It was small, which was fine. The only thing I needed from nature anymore was prey and they would be tempted to come join my lovely games in the round meadow. Oh, and how I had fun with my prey. A smiled curled over my ebon mug. I delighted in them. Dancing, and laughing before nipping them just a little too hard. I had never found one I'd wanted to keep. Nor had any of my own kind presented themselves to me as worthy. Until then, my games would continue haphazardly. I loved to play the boys.
My domain, my rules. Yes, I liked that thought. Lifting my skull, my maw arched into the sky to greet the moon. This was the perfect spot to greet my love and mentor every night. Oh Luna, who had accompanied me everywhere, to she I would tell of my conquest. To her I had told of the one I almost kept. The skin around my glacial orbs tightened. Damn that one. In the same respect as a wolf, I released my symphony to my companion. This land, however, was mine. Forever.
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Mantra Tente - Painted Arab drinking the life of others in Kelas.
Anasi Lars - Painted Arab living his own life without a home.
Gaïa Borealis - Bay Arab living her own life without a home.
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A Fatal Fantasy, - She Tempts -
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