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Name: Eleise
Country: United States
State: North Carolina
Metro: Raleigh
Birthday: 9/25/1990
Gender: Female
Interests: horeseback riding, spelunking, rock climbing, white water rafting, reading, watching movies, sleeping, eating, and other various things
Expertise: sarcasm at the right moments, being right, yet having my slow moments, revenge, sneaking, being all knowing, and other things you lesser mortals would know nothing of
Occupation: Student
Industry: Other
Message: message me
AIM:  ignrancewasbliss
AIM:  lostnfantasy1313
Member Since:
7/23/2005
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| again, i was blindfolded and led down a hallway, with many twists and turns. the group stopped, released my eyes, opened the door in front of me, and shoved me in the room while they slipped behind the doors, and locked me the room. it was filled with the men who were feasting before. i just stood there, not knowing what i should do. | | |
| once i was scrubbed clean with exotic and sensual smelling soaps and oils until i felt permanently scented, i was dragged into another room. i was blindfolded, because we are not allowed to see our "initiation" clothes until they are on us. i was wearing a very small lacy black top, a long black skirt, and silver heels.
  
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| many moons ago, i was bitten my the shajara hanib'ka. they induce sleepwalking, though that is a term only used by the ignorant humans that have no idea their women are being ensnared by the servants of a great and terrifying people. once captured, you may never be set free. you are slave to their will, and they feed upon this. no females are ever born to their race, therefore they must use human women for survival. sure, sleepwalking doesn't sound very serious, but you only sleepwalk for a few weeks. by then, you are familair with the path to their cities, unseen by outsiders. once this familiarity is complete, you become fully theirs. you become conscious, the gift of unawareness snatched away. your feet, of their own accord, seal your fate as the powerful gates close behind you. there is a great celebration once you enter their feasting halls, for another has come to join them. perhaps it will be their son, their friend, or even them themselves that recieve the new woman.
my celebration was so dazzling, i almost forgot i was no longer in control of my feet. almost. they already knew who would recieve me, though they still went through the typical rituals, for ceremonial purposes. after the feast, the other women took me into a bathing hall. none of the baths were occupied, obviously because of the festivities. it is forbidden for one to bathe while the festival of new arrivals occurs. i, at the time, did not know this, and was occupied with looking all around me. | | |
| I found this weird numerology website.
Apparently:
my expression is 9
my soul urge is 8
and my life path is 8
here is the link | | |
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