Priestess of the Flame by SuSoleil

Poser • Fantasy • posted on Nov 18, 2012

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"We had been traveling for days, thrashing about, lost in the jungle. The maps said we were near our goal, but our eyes said otherwise. We couldn't see a thing through that foliage. Indeed, every day seemed to carry us further and further away from civilization, and deeper and deeper into the heart of madness. "It was on the fourth day we saw it. A temple, set deep in the jungle. And she was there. The priestess. Beautiful. Golden. And deadly... "This was the temple of legend, and she the priestess of infamy. The villagers had warned us to run like mad if we saw her. For she only appeared to men who were destined to die. Her beauty promised ecstasy, but one touch, one touch of her golden skin reduced a man to ashes. "We tried to resist, tried hard, but we were tired and hungry. Worse, we were lonely, so very lonely, out there, and so we were drawn ... drawn, unable to resist, like moths to a flame."