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The Thief of the Rose
Date: 9/16/2017, Categories: Fiction, Author: mj37, Rating: 64.7, Source: sexstories.com
Dao's destination. He climbed the path that led to a vertical crack in the mountain's side and entered his work area. Having found the crack when he first picked this new home, he had enlarged the chamber and constructed a forge that was heated by the volcano itself. He scoured the mountains of the mainland for the material to create his anvil, and after finding what he needed he enchanted it with runes and Eldritch. His hammer was fashioned from the same material as the anvil and equally enchanted as well. Now, having the material for his weapons, he could begin his work. Setting the large meteor aside for the moment he went back down the mountain to wake the children. Entering the cabin and checking on the children he was surprised to find them awake and huddled at the head of their beds, as far away from him as they could be. Surprised, because he had placed them in suspended sleep and here he found them awake. Their power was strong enough that he could feel it radiating out like the heat from a bonfire. He studied them for several moments trying to get a sense of their temperament. "Do not be afraid, little ones," he smiled, while talking slowly and softly. "I am called Dao. You have nothing to fear, I will take very good care of you." "W-W-Where are we?" the little girl asked hesitantly. "You are at my home, your home now," Dao smiled. "What is your name, little one?" "M-M-Melvina," she stammered in reply. "I want my mommy." "Your mommy is gone, Melvina," Dao replied ...