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a place to put all my little rhineberius writings I don’t end up turning into formal pieces - tags will updated as I go along
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I wonder if she feels it, the way I slump against the pale pink rows of muscle and bone. When I press the edges of my fingers to the tissue until a dome appears under them, sitting in her skin carrying out pointless display of attitude.
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- Part 3 of Lilith
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- English
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- 574
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Lotus roots, bioluminescence, a plant’s cuticle, these exist, so I may hold you tight to my chest, feel your love run through every vein in my body. My blood, you are there, on the right side of my heart, and then you travel to the left, gliding from the soft cartilage of my nose to every climax of my body. You run laps around me, and I feel dizzy, already aching to see you again, right there under my left breast.
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The minute the cow’s journey from their feedlot to the processing plant starts, the noises begin. They know where they are going, they know what’s going to happen, or at least what every factory worker says. All living beings have a third sense, when they just know. Every piece of dread hitting their nervous system like a ten-ton brick, slamming every functioning system.
Looking at her felt like someone using a knife to peel away every layer of myelin, leaving the nerve raw and stringy, an optimal cut of steak. This woman was gold if gold was ever anything.
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- Part 2 of Lilith
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"A single letter of the alphabet is specified without being complex. A long sentence of random letters is complex without being specified. A Shakespearean sonnet is both complex and specified." -, William A. Dembski, The Design Inference
An engineer as equally intelligent, yet soft to the touch. Capable in every subject, quick of mind and steady. The creator of life is, of course, always the one who knows its every facet. Rotating the puzzle in her hands, as her soft yet aloof amber eyes stare from behind those gold-rimmed glasses, soft white hair trailing down her spine. Ivory collarbones that roll into soft, supple breasts. Warm thighs, in between them, warmer. The illustrations of her always have her wearing these dark blue gloves, lines of the motherboard flowing on them. Black nails, always so perfectly made for tearing away at someone’s scapula. Rhinedottir wonders how it would feel to have those nails on her, Naberius crying out whilst peeling away the skin on her back as if Rhinedottir were a piece of fruit. She devours Naberius, but of course, she wouldn’t mind if Naberius wanted to be fed as well~
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- Part 1 of Lilith
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my rhineberius canon, meant to be read in order and part of the same series of events
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