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Devin saw him there, His feathery, pure, white wings fluttered, In the pure clean dark of the night, The moon illuminated his lengthy body And Devin stepped forward, He reached out his pale white hand. Devin's midnight wings shivered In the shadows of the night. He looked upon the image before Him. A pale, strong figure standing confidently, Head held high and warm eyes glancing onwards, Towards the future. Devin turned to a pool of water glistening in the light Of the beautiful white angel. Devin saw himself, Black hair like coal, feathers like a crows, Eyes green like a snakes. The light in the pool shifted, And Devin heard

Valentina strolled over to the shaking young, thin business man. His forehead glittered with beads of perspiration as he watched her slender figure approach. He tugged at his collar and coughed. She wore a tight red sequined dress which accentuated her curves and her perfect bust. Her velvet six inch open-toed heels brought attention to her long, slender legs. Curls of raven-black hair flowed over her shoulders and tumbled down to her waist. They jumped off of her body as she strode slowly over to the innocent man. He transferred his shiny, leather black briefcase from one sweating hand to the other. Words curled from his mouth, slow and un