Venemous Bitches

She was the ultimate sublimity of lovelessness and sadistic narcissism. Mile-long limbs moving nearthly, as sensual hips performed their tango in order to attract the eyes of the crowd. A hypnotizing goddess of malevolent intent. Vicious and all consuming of the life that surrounds her. From a young age the temptress has learnt that the earth is a well oiled machinery that allow only the strong to survive while the weaklings crawl underneth. It is the survival of the fittest. The law of jungle however when the winter comes the lone wolf dies and the pack survives. She had endured harsh winters and famine only to come upon this land in order to reunite with her siblings. In the seasons that followed their departure she never imagined that she will be able to gaze upon their form again and yet she had. Call it destiny or strings of fate however in this cruel and cold world where everyone is for himself she was glad to have someone to call her own, a fmaily. But the old hag before her was making her to lose her patience. Evil never looked more beautiful than when the temptress parted her jaws in order to reveal murderous canines; she, a testament to babylonian destruction and the one before her, a old wrench that did not know she was in the presence of a impure Goddess. Like a scripture for sin, she had violent pleasures that had been controlled for far to long, how pleasant this game will be for who was she to demand the Goddess name in such manner? "Who do you think you are, old hag?" a cruel, emptied tsunami escaped her voluptous, ink black lips, the sonates were void of warm and humanity as she gazed upon the woman. "I see no divine in you. Sister of the Sun you proclaimed? Who is this Sun that you spoke of? Speak now or I shall smite you."

" haunted"