Make a plant girl. Alraune.
- Decinaty
- Aug 31, 2015
- 1 min read
Ofelia drank in the sunlight from the sun roof that was cut just for her. She danced across the fireplace’s mantle happily twirling her dress made of the finest red silk. She touched her millet hair and smiled.
Tonight was a half moon and she was going to be bathed again. She loved her baths, 3 parts wine, 2 parts milk and the blood of her owner, who would very soon be pregnant. After her bath she would be given a wonderful dress of silk that was white as snow.
There was golden coins scattered on her mantle that she danced around, a tithes of the money she had blessed them with. She was happy and for as long as she was happy she would continue to protect and bless her family.
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