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Hiatus Post VI (The funniest one)
Once upon a time Volundra met Pridemaw.
They died about a fortnight later from sexual exhaustion.
Deepglow was not fucking happy.
Deepglow gently brushed a lock of hair from his sleeping matesprit's face. The relationship pondered deeply. He remembered the several sweeps they had spent together, their hate a legendary tale to those across the Galatic Empire. What a musing, to think that one night from then they would be here, together. Not a call of hate, not a passion filled with black ire--but pity.
A deep, glowing red. A strange ordeal indeed. Pridemaw was sound asleep, gently held by the sopor's mercy.
The lowerblood was safe, and he leaned down to give the sleeping troll a sweet kiss.
His sleeping gladiator's eyes opened, as if a magic curse was undone to cause him to awaken.
And, that kiss returned. "Good evening, love."
What a fate this was, what a fate.