LILLITH'S HAREM (LILITH'S HAREM Book 1) by CROW FAUSTUS

Author:CROW, FAUSTUS [CROW, FAUSTUS]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2014-12-16T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER FOUR: LILITH'S HAREM

The chimneysweep Voudon ballerinas proceeded to place a pair of red fishnet stockings around my neck of a hanged man's knotted scarf. Both of whom then said in unison; "thrice blessed be and merry met, amphibious Great Beast. Penetrate now the hymen veil, to pierce open of ninth gate, to enter unto." The heavy tapestry of the maroon curtain was then pulled aside by the chimneysweep Voudon ballerinas for me to enter the alcove of a womb.

Before me was a woman, looking like a photographic model, wearing a scarlet Kansas saloon dress of Chinese silk, embroidered with interlacing designs of writhing snakes. Her hair was the colour of a Raven's wing, braided serpentine. Upon her head she wore a velvet shire hat of scarlet, around which of a crocodile skin brocade band was a viridian leather strap pair of brass rimmed goggles. Her face was hidden behind a Prussian blue snake skinned book, she was nonchalantly leafing through. The cover of the book depicted an inverse pentagram of silver, which she held within her black lace gloved left hand. She was reclining upon a gilded fainting couch of ebony and deep blood red leather upholstery. Her long shapely legs could be seen, since her dress was slit to her corseted waist, whom was wearing black fishnet stockings, garter belt and suspenders, along with red snakeskin steel toe capped boots, of lethal stiletto heels.

The small room was wallpapered of embossed deep green, depicting Celtic design knot work of knotted together Adders. The floor was bare of dark brown oak. In front of her was a small regency table on which was a Tarot deck and a half eaten red apple on a bone china saucer, an awaiting empty wooden chair was next to the table. I presumed she was the contact, remembered of hazy memory.

"Please be seated; make yourself at home;" the woman said behind her book of a solid veil whose silken voice, stroked my eardrums over the din of the pub, which of cacophony was silenced when the chimneysweep Voudon ballerinas closed the curtain behind me. I sat down on the chair in front of her table. I then noticed that atop of the Tarot deck was the High Priestess card upturned. She then continued. "Are you here because you was told to, or otherwise of fee choice, finding yourself walking into my web."

I answered; "it appears that it be both simultaneous." She softly laughed as she looked through her tome to flick through; "should such indeed be the case my dear fellow, you are then between the pylons of my legs. But does the erectile serpent truly remember its self, so as to enter my ever hungering furnace of a ninth gate?"

I sought to remember Stolasi of a focus via whose seal I had attained ingress into the dream, to then leap into an alternate self, whom was born of this world. But his memories were somewhat marred by too much opiate abuse, along with

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