“I suppose I can’t change your mind, can I?” Arbitrus asked beside me. “Nope.” I answered. “If you don’t come back, Julia will kill me.” “Yup.” Arbitrus sighed, pulled out his pipe, and sat on the steps. Behind us, the astral plane changed from a land made of candy, to a world of metal and concrete, where odd machines raced down perpendicular roads, and a female statue held a torch aloft in a crowded harbor. I turned my gaze from the impossibility, and touched the gate. It creaked open, I stepped inside, and it creaked shut behind me with a foreboding click of the lock. Sorrow’s realm was a graveyard. The barren, exposed soil was wet with the rain that fell perpetually from the grey skies, and splattered on headstones, Hairy mausoleums and monuments, all decayed japanese to ruin. The markers on the tombs were worn to illegible imprints, the statues were all as featureless as the ones outside, and the doors of the crypts were all ajar. “Hello, Untethered One.” It was a sonorous voice, almost sweet, but tinged with a sigh of hopelessness. She was an elf, though it was impossible to tell what race she was. Her flesh was pale blue, her hair was silver, and though her complexion spoke of youth, her haggard eyes spoke of ancient world-weariness. Her sclera were navy, matching the color of irises that bore no pupils, but were rimmed with white. She was pretty, I guessed, but though she was shower naked, I found no attraction to her. “Hi!” I said cheerily, extending my hand, “You must be Sorrow!” “I am.” Sorrow said, shaking my hand weakly. Her palm was cold and clammy, her fingers were limp, and she offered me a melancholy smile that was somehow sadder than her frown. I didn’t want to be rude, so I gritted through the exchange with a smile, counting down the seconds until it would be polite to break off. As if she read my mind, Sorrow hurriedly withdrew her hand, averted her eyes, and shrugged her shoulders insecurely. “I am sorry.” Sorrow asian said, wrapping her arms around herself, “I know my company is unpleasant, and my touch, even more so. Forgive me, Untethered One.” “No, no…” I trailed off, Toys avoiding her gaze, “it was fine.” I stared at my hand, wondering why everything had suddenly dimmed. “You have come to ask me about the most ancient one.” Sorrow said, leaning against the stone wall that surrounded her vast realm. “You know about her?” I asked. I supposed the revelation should have excited me, but it only slightly elevated my spirits. “I do,” Sorrow said, sliding down the wall until she sat on the wet soil, hugging her knees, “but if I tell you what I know, then you will leave me, and I will be alone again.” “Master, are you ok?” Then she rinsed the washcloth out under the hot water faucet. I hope she knows it, I want her to know. So it would probably be best for the young boy to stay put and pretend to be asleep. We went to school together and lived in a town of like fifteen people. japanese “Thank you,” she said simply. I hadn’t taken many clothes with me so my choice was limited. “What are you doing?” she asked. Instead, she held it in Toys and filled the tub. I held my breath. And she thought about how her mom’s own juices had driven her wild and gave her such serene satisfaction after she had orgasmed. Man she asian sure can fuck I was thinking when I said I Hairy am cumming. I was a little embarrassed to tell her, but I did, “Almost every day mom.” When we finally got to their hotel Jon parked round the corner and one of the girls shower said, “Right, now we’ve got to get a key from reception and up to our room. The stream gradually built up pressure, and I struggled to keep up.