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The best part of every day is opening my eyes in the morning and seeing. Certification of Assembly Resolution No. We lived and loved and raised our children there, beside the pristine, glimmering waters of the Congo, beneath the nourishing sun and the endless blue sky and the lush, dappled shade of the baobab trees.

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We wore human clothing and raised human crops and built homes of mud and grass, then wood, then brick, as they did. And the Ikati were hunted once again. Then one day came a different sort of man, a man with no spear or sword, a man with open arms and a gentle voice who claimed to be our friend.

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And though we have learned to live alongside you, though we have learned to survive, though we may smile and nod as we pass you in the street, we are always, always ready to eat out your hearts. Because we were so beautiful and Gifted, unfixed as they were in a single aspect of flesh and bone but mutable, pliable, evanescent, the two-legged invaders began to worship us as the gods we truly were.

We spoke the human tongue.

A Queen arose from one of these unions. In time, our numbers dwindled.

For a long, long while, the arrangement suited us both and we prospered. We learned the human ways. We fought our enemies back; we had no choice. We celebrated our Mother Earth and her great magic, and all was well.

Then one day came a different sort of man, a man with no spear or sword, a man with open arms and a gentle voice who claimed to be our friend. Trust me , the man said, and, tired of so much war and bloodshed, we did. Вы читаете Edge of Oblivion.

He offered a truce and the return of what was already rightfully ours, the rivers and the mountains and the verdant, untouched forests. We learned the human ways. In time, our numbers dwindled. We wore crowns of gold and garnet and tanzanite; we walked naked among nature and one another and knew no shame.

And the Ikati were hunted once again. Clumsy, ugly, two-legged beasts with spears to stab hearts and arrows to pierce flesh and fire to burn homes.

And in this way, we began once more to thrive. In time, our enemies gained the advantage.

Trust me , the man said, and, tired of so much war and bloodshed, we did. We were driven out of our homeland, nearly extinct. We spoke the human tongue. We honored our dead and hunted our food and slept in the fat, crooked arms of acacias and marulas; we passed the stories of our illustrious history to the next generation.

Our clans lived side by side. Battles were won, only to begin anew with the next generation.

The best part of every day is opening my eyes in the morning and seeing. But Time is a merciless thief, even for creatures so blessed as we, and slowly things began to change. Our kingdom of peace and perfection was stolen from us by you , covetous, ambitious, treacherous Man.

We even mated with our former enemies, bearing half-Blood children, offspring that might one day be as Gifted and blessed as the pure-Blooded were. Year after year we fought, decades of struggle, war, blood, death. For a long, long while, the arrangement suited us both and we prospered.

They fled their beloved Africa and found other places in the world to call their own, small, wooded places, cloaked in silence, far away from prying eyes. To Jay, my husband, boyfriend, business partner, and best friend. And the Ikati were hunted once again.

We honored our dead and hunted our food and slept in the fat, crooked arms of acacias and marulas; we passed the stories of our illustrious history to the next generation. Вы читаете Edge of Oblivion. We were driven out of our homeland, nearly extinct. We wore human clothing and raised human crops and built homes of mud and grass, then wood, then brick, as they did.

Untold eons have passed, and still we live in secrecy and silence, bound together by honor and betrayal and a tradition of ironclad rules to protect us from the greatest threat of all: More beautiful and cunning and sensual than us all, she ruled empires and seduced hearts and convinced a human man to turn against his king.

They stole through our forests and poached in our grasslands; they poisoned our rivers and captured our children, our old and weak. We lived and loved and raised our children there, beside the pristine, glimmering waters of the Congo, beneath the nourishing sun and the endless blue sky and the lush, dappled shade of the baobab trees.



Секс маналетка целка порно
Сексуальные зоны
Порно результаты онального секса шокируещие
Порно прокурор андр й панчишин
Баба яга сексуальная
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