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• Aleyah

  August 2020

  Story two: Crow and Stag

  
  (Adapting fables is fun!)

  Tears flow freely from your eyes as Viravain, Lady of the Thorns appoints you to Weaver of the Web.

  Thread by thread, the Web of your Lady weaves through your mind, and you know in your heart that it flows through you, too. You stand now as a Weaver -- a vessel of Her story.
  

  The ferocity of Her pleasure consumes you, igniting your very core. She whispers, only to you, "Weave My Webs well, My Aleyah," and a vision of the Shee-Slaugh Court wearing wreaths of black roses blossoms across your mind's eye.
  

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• Aleyah

  August 2020

  Story three: Beetle and Serpent

  Tears flow freely from your eyes as Viravain, Lady of the Thorns appoints you to Weaver of the Web.

  Thread by thread, the Web of your Lady weaves through your mind, and you know in your heart that it flows through you, too. You stand now as a Weaver -- a vessel of Her story.
  

  The ferocity of Her pleasure consumes you, igniting your very core. She whispers, only to you, "Weave My Webs well, My Aleyah," and a vision of the Shee-Slaugh Court wearing wreaths of black roses blossoms across your mind's eye.
  

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• Aleyah

  August 2020

  Stories Four and Five: Brother Crow, and his fellow birds

  Tears flow freely from your eyes as Viravain, Lady of the Thorns appoints you to Weaver of the Web.

  Thread by thread, the Web of your Lady weaves through your mind, and you know in your heart that it flows through you, too. You stand now as a Weaver -- a vessel of Her story.
  

  The ferocity of Her pleasure consumes you, igniting your very core. She whispers, only to you, "Weave My Webs well, My Aleyah," and a vision of the Shee-Slaugh Court wearing wreaths of black roses blossoms across your mind's eye.
  

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