Red Vineyard.
"The flood that swept the past. The tide that tames the future. Both tools carved by the wave of time, make an ocean of this hour. Drown the winds in your thrills and give life to the mystery of the depth."
The Alan started her chant in Sumerian as the atmosphere began to build. Strong winds began to dribble, dark dances spent on the surface of the brook surrounding the hickory tree.
Above the water was Samantha floating in the air. She was lying in the air and floating round the hickory tree. The Alan was standing at the bank of the brook with arms widely spread. Her hair wildly flowing in the air.
The voice of the Alan changed suddenly. Her feminine cute voice suddenly had a depth to it. A bass and coarse rhythm building at the end of every syllable.
As she continued with her chant in Sumerian, her eyes changed into red lasers and her skin glowed extraordinarily as she transformed into an extraordinarily caramel white beautiful lady
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