Masturbating at the edge of the cliff


Chapter 1

Masturbating at the edge of the cliff

The Wizard Gnpiipinrs0drsyna lived on the edge of the cliff just above the Vissermans village. The village he was once a part off.  Now they scolded him. He was like the plague. He once thrived among them. A part of them. Laughed with them, wept with them. But now , now he left them. Like they left him. Gnpiipinrs0drsyna had a longing that every man women and child in the village had. To be seen accepted. Just as we, they and I. He build his own place high on the cliff overlooking the ocean. Villagers say it’s a dark place. A place where Souls are darkend and lost.
Gnpiipinrs0drsyna had created his own universe inside of reality. A reality that filled his longings and suppressed his anxieties

So long no villagers came knocking on his door. All was well .So he bolted his doors with the best iron locks that where to be found in the kingdom. And locked them with the most powerful spell he knew. No one shall pass. Once a month he opened the locks and door and headed down to the fishermen s village. Seeking flesh to take back to his castle. To own,  possess, make it his. To become one. He would sit overlooking the ocean. Fresh Body parts all around to comfort him. Sperm dripping from legs, ankles and ass. Still there was a void that could’t be filled with all the carnage.

Chapter 2

Butterfly


Just outside the fishermans village, at the white sand beach, there was a house with a porch. A hammock waving in the wind.
The garden was green and full of flowers. Insects buzzing around. The Children from the village often played at this house. There where so many places to hide. Adventures at every step.
Delicious fruits, just for the picking. The best time was when the white witch, Alice, would play would them.
The Alice play time was the best time, because time froze, and you felt the most happy you would feel in your life.
When the weather was hot. Butterflies would lift you up, carry you to the ocean and drop you just on top of a wave,
that would carry you to the white sandy beach. Gently drop you of, just in time, for the best ice cream in the kingdom
It’s a story about the darkest corners of your soul and the brightest light when kindred spirits come alive.

Original track d-t_H by SANMI

 

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