I pull away from his embrace and look down at him; my face is now a mask, my eyes are aflame with mystery and my teeth are bared. He looks up at me wi...e eyed but before uncertainty crosses his face, I descend upon him like the noble tashk diving for the kill. My breasts heave and press into his chest, my muscles flex as I kiss his lips with unremitting fire. I suck the very breath from his lungs and toss my raven locks about his shoulders as the sea tosses its waves upon the hapless shore. My. I had always wondered when do they strip, because this pole baffled me. its existence and placement were just baffling, because no one really used the dancefloor and no girl stripped: this was no premium whore house, with sparkling beverages and Naked women on the strip poles, no. This was a regular ol' pick a girl and fuck place, or grab a drink in the meantime. So I made my way to her, music banging, and my heart racing out of my chest. She was fiddling with her phone as I approached.. Next to him, his older sister of eight sat naked on her father’s shoulders. An arrow came down from a steep angle, piercing her above her shoulder blades and emerging two inches below her right nipple. Blood from her pierced lung dribbled from her mouth as she gingerly touched the puckered flesh of the wound. She examined the blood dripping from her fingers with a puzzled look before collapsing over her father’s head. An arrow fired long hit one priestess right between her legs. She dropped. ”Noah opened the vial and poured a silvery liquid into the basin. It shined like mercury, turning the surface of the water into a mirror. Next went the ashes. The water became a deep gray, like polished obsidian, still showing Noah’s reflection with perfect clarity. A small cut on his finger provided the blood and broke the stillness as the water rippled and swirled like a puddle full of tadpoles.“Once the water settles, look into it with a calm mind devoid of thought. If you have a totem.