By Aubrey Beardsley, Jacek Michalak
Aubrey Vincent Beardsley (1872-1898) used to be an English illustrator and writer. His drawings in black ink, stimulated through the fashion of eastern woodcuts, emphasised the ugly, the decadent, and the erotic. He was once a number one determine within the Aesthetic stream which additionally incorporated Oscar Wilde and James A. McNeill Whistler. Beardsley's contribution to the advance of the artwork Nouveau and poster types was once major, regardless of the brevity of his occupation prior to his early loss of life from tuberculosis.
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Lucien Stone fuhr mit den Fingern durch die wirre Haarmasse seiner geliebten Gefährtin und folgte dem langsamen Auf und Ab von Tias Kopf. Ihr wunderbarer Mund brachte ihn langsam aber sicher seinem Höhepunkt näher. Er erinnerte sich daran, wie es früher gewesen war. Als ihr Haar kraus und verfilzt war und die Locken zusammenklebten, dass es ein wahrer Albtraum war, sie auszukämmen. Aber jetzt, nachdem Tias Verwandlung zur Chanku vollendet war, war auch ihr Haar weicher geworden. Es war geschmeidig und umfloss seine Finger.
Tia erklomm erneut den Höhepunkt, und dann stürzte sie wieder in diesen Abgrund. Sie heulte lang auf, um ihrer Leidenschaft Luft zu machen. Die raue Struktur von Tinkers Wolfspelz machte wieder der weichen, erhitzten Haut eines Mannes Platz. Sie spürte, wie er an ihrem Körper nach oben rutschte, spürte die dicke Spitze von seinem Schwanz, die sich gegen ihr zuckendes Geschlecht presste. Seine warmen, feuchten Lippen saugten an ihrem empfindlichen Nippel. Luc ließ ihre Brüste los. Seine Finger fuhren über ihre Hüften.
Sie wollte etwas haben, woran sie sich festhalten konnte, um ihrer Mutter in den kommenden Jahren nah sein zu können. Sie wollte etwas, um den in ihr brodelnden Groll zu vertreiben, den sie nie niederringen konnte. Das Gefühl von Verlassenheit, als Camille so abrupt aus dem Leben der sechsjährigen Tia verschwand. Konnte Anton ihr so etwas geben? Es schien ihr nur eine kleine Bitte zu sein, doch würde es vermutlich alle Fähigkeiten des Zauberers fordern. Tia drückte das Foto an ihre Brust. Sie öffnete sich allen Möglichkeiten.