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He threatened her dark and devious suitor; his perspiration fell in pieces, except during passionate finger-painting, when she was overcome by a violent pang of melancholy which crept up her spine (for it is a Bassoon that our heroine plays), pausing between the canvases, and calmly displacing the dim silhouette of the stalker that disappeared through the mirror.

 

He threatened her dark and devious suitor; his perspiration fell in buckets, except during passionate finger-painting, when she was overcome by a violent pang of melancholy which crept up her spine (for it is a Bassoon that our heroine plays), pausing between the canvases, and calmly displacing the dim silhouette of the stalker that disappeared through the mirror.

 

He threatened her dark and devious suitor; his blood fell in buckets, except during passionate finger-painting, when she was overcome by a violent pang of melancholy which crept up her spine (for it is a Bassoon that our heroine plays), pausing between the canvases, and calmly displacing the dim silhouette of the stalker that disappeared through the mirror.

 

He drained her dark and devious suitor; his blood fell in buckets, except during passionate finger-painting, when she was overcome by a violent pang of melancholy which crept up her spine (for it is a Bassoon that our heroine plays), pausing between the canvases, and calmly displacing the dim silhouette of the stalker that disappeared through the corridor.

 

He drained her dark and devious vitality; his blood fell in buckets, except during passionate finger-painting, when she was overcome by a violent pang of melancholy which crept up her spine (for it is a Bassoon that our heroine plays), pausing between the canvases, and calmly displacing the dim silhouette of the stalker that disappeared through the corridor.

 

He drained her dark and devious vitality; his blood fell in buckets, except during passionate finger-painting, when she was overcome by a violent pang of melancholy which crept up her spine (for it is a Bassoon that our heroine plays), pausing between the canvases, and calmly displacing the dim silhouette of the ghost that disappeared through the corridor.

 

He drained her dark and devious vitality; his blood fell in buckets, even during passionate finger-painting, when she was overcome by a violent pang of melancholy which crept up her spine (for it is a Bassoon that our heroine plays), pausing between the canvases, and calmly displacing the dim silhouette of the ghost that disappeared through the corridor.

 

He drained her dark and devious vitality; his blood fell in buckets, even during passionate finger-painting, when she was overcome by a violent pang of hunger which crept up her spine (for it is a Bassoon that our heroine plays), pausing between the canvases, and calmly displacing the dim silhouette of the ghost that disappeared through the corridor.

 

He drained her dark and devious vitality; his blood fell in buckets, even during passionate finger-painting, when she was overcome by a violent pang of hunger which crept up her spine (for it is a Harp that our heroine plays), pausing between the canvases, and calmly displacing the dim silhouette of the ghost that disappeared through the corridor.

 

He drained her dark and devious vitality; his blood fell in buckets, even during passionate finger-painting, when she was overcome by some violent pang of hunger which crept up her spine (for it is a Harp that our heroine plays), pausing between the canvases, and calmly displacing the dim silhouette of the ghost that disappeared through the corridor.

 

He drained her dark and devious vitality; his blood fell in buckets, even during passionate finger-painting, when she was overcome by some violent pang of hunger which crept up her spine (for it is a Harp that our heroine plays), pausing between the canvases, and calmly displacing the dim silhouette of the ghost that disappeared down the corridor.

 

He drained her dark and devious carcass; his blood fell in buckets, even during passionate finger-painting, when she was overcome by some violent pang of hunger which crept up her spine (for it is a Harp that our heroine plays), pausing between the canvases, and calmly displacing the dim silhouette of the ghost that disappeared down the corridor.

 

He drained her dark and devious carcass; her blood fell in buckets, even during passionate singing, when she was overcome by some violent pang of hunger which crept up her spine (for it is a Harp that our heroine plays), pausing between the canvases, and calmly displacing the dim silhouette of the ghost that disappeared down the corridor.

 

He drained her dark and devious carcass; her blood fell in buckets, even during mournful singing, when she was overcome by some violent pang of hunger which crept up her spine (for it is a Harp that our heroine plays), pausing between the canvases, and calmly displacing the dim silhouette of the ghost that disappeared down the corridor.

 

He drained her dark and devious carcass; her blood fell in gushers, even during mournful singing, when she was overcome by some violent pang of hunger which crept up her spine (for it is a Harp that our heroine plays), pausing between the canvases, and calmly displacing the dim silhouette of the ghost that disappeared down the corridor.

 

He drained her dark and devious carcass; her blood fell in gushers, even during mournful singing, when she was overcome by some violent pang of hunger which crept up her spine (for it is a succuba that our heroine plays), pausing between the canvases, and calmly displacing the dim silhouette of the ghost that disappeared down the corridor.

 

He drained her dark and devious carcass; her blood fell in gushes, even during mournful singing, when she was overcome by some violent pang of hunger which crept up her spine (for it is a succuba that our heroine plays), pausing between the vertebrae, and calmly displacing the dim silhouette of the ghost that disappeared down the corridor.

 

He drained her dark and lifeless carcass; her blood fell in gushes, even during mournful singing, when she was overcome by some violent pang of hunger which crept up her spine (for it is a succuba that our heroine plays), pausing between the vertebrae, and calmly displacing the dim silhouette of the ghost that disappeared down the corridor.

 

He drained her dark and lifeless carcass; her blood fell in gushes, even during mournful singing, when she was overcome by some violent pang of coughing which crept up her spine (for it is a succuba that our heroine plays), pausing between the vertebrae, and calmly displacing the dim silhouette of the ghost that disappeared down the corridor.

 

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