An ancient stone temple, edges smoothed and rounded by the weight of centuries.
Strange runes carved in haste on a weathered wooden door.
The hiss and whisper of cool scales on desicated stone.
Firelight flickers and shadows glide.
The smell of smothered fury.
Of beauty made lethal, of loneliness profound and crushed into screaming madness.
The heat of dragon's blood, of raw cinnamon and black spice.
Of lush desert musk and the chill of coiled power.
Sacred frankincense and myrrh, white lily and deepest red rose.
Silken sandalwood and opulent incense.
The scent is dark, lush, deeply strange and erotic.
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