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Knight of the Heart (knightsheart)

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Darria walks in turning heads. Her brother, Darren, walks behind her. Darren listens by the men watching Darria. He smiles at every “I’d give my soul to…” He touches them and they vanish in a spurt of flame. I keep my mind on the mantra I have for these too frequent soul endangered occasions, “my sword is truth, my shield is faith, my armor is pain, my love is mine to give as I wish.”
Hi John Gray, Darria whispers.
Her brother slides in, Have I got a deal for you…

I envision an egg frying in hell
/ for Saturday Centus
/Frying Egg Picture 100 words


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