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Kahlan Amnell

Long brown hair cascades down her back. Bright Green/Hazel eyes stares straight intothe depths of your soul. A moment is granted for you to take in the beautiful creature. Then she holds out her hand..

A touch lighter than air, nothing but pure bliss lays beyond it. A touch to take away the darkness, your pain, your anger. Her hand takes your own.

Silent lighting strikes around her, nothing matters anymore as your pulled into her pleasure, her love, her utter bliss.

You belong to her...


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