C39 FINALE
Gaelic's soft, black fur rubbed on her thighs as he deliberately walked at a slower place with Medusa on his back.
His touch ignited her creamy skin and the sights of the magnanimous castle constructed infront of her eyes lit them like frosty ice forming on aqua emerald.
Rays of sun split in the seven enchanting colors of the rainbow after bouncing off the silver walls of the citadel