What happens to the stories once the roof collapses? Are they then freed to feed heavenly curiosities or are their secrets swallowed for eternity?

What happens to the stories once the roof collapses? Are they then freed to feed heavenly curiosities or are their secrets swallowed for eternity?

Serenabones: Bloody Kiss - Vampira (Maila Nurmi) &Amp;Amp; Bela Lugosi, 1956. What Is Life For A Toothless Vampire, But An Eternal Exercise Of Frustration.

Thewisecrackingtwenties:shocking Musidora In Les Vampires (1915) She Moved Like A Cat At Night, Stealing Furtive Glances Before Slipping Into The Shadows.

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Talesfromweirdland:polish Scifi/Fantasy Artist, Wojtek Siudmak (1942). Sigh

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Sunflowerqueen72: Knowing What She Has Overcome, You Would Think She Was Built From Stone. Yet Did They See Just How Fragile She Was Inside? Those Spider Veins Subtly Cracking The Surface Bled Deep To Feed A Tormented Soul.

He Was Thoroughly Addicted To Her. Her Look, Her Smell, Her Touch Were All Magnets To His Arousal. Yet It Was Her Attitude That Fed His Hunger. How She Would Look Into His Eyes With That Impish Grin Of Devilish Delight, Triggering A Deeply Seeded Need

Mesdamesrougepassion: “Che Cosa È Un Bacio? Non È Il Desiderio Ardente Di Aspirare Una Parte Dell'essere Amato?” (Giacomo Casanova) The Urge For Intimacy Is Inherent Within

“What Greater Gift Than The Love Of A Cat.”-Charles Dickens

“To Err Is Human, To Purr Is Feline.”-Robert Byrne

Mrkimball: Words&Amp;Hellip;

Within Its Walls, Stories Are Aged. Echoes Of The Past To Be Refined By The Slipping Touch Of Time.

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