The Vikings Fairy

The Vikings Fairy

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Rain Is A Royal Princess Of The Fae Lands. While In The Forest Of The Human World One Day She Was Come Upon By A Man Dressed In Cloth And Fur. With A Might Sword And A Bloody Battle Axe. Scared Rain Try's To Flee Only To Be Captured And Claimed By The Man, That Calls Himself "Eric". Eric And His Warriors Had Just Set Camp They Surveyed There Spoils After There Raid Of A Village. Eric Had Just Happen Upon Her And She Was Beautiful With Her Sun Like Flowing Hair Just To Knees, Skin Silky Smooth The Colour Of Pure Snow, Lips Plump And Pink-Red, And Eyes The Bluest Blue The Colour Of The Deepest Sea. She Wore A White Satiny Material Wrapped Just To Under Her Ribs, She Wore The Satiny White Material Wrapped Around Her Waist To Her Mid-Thy That Then Flowed Out With A Trail A Few Metres Long, And She Had Gold Butterfly's Tattooed Into Her Skin All Over Her Body. I Wanted Her And I.Will.Have.Her....
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