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Spilling the Faithfulls BloodAs Heather Pehman walks down the dark hallway, the blood red wool carpet is soft under her delicate feet. The brown walls stand tall beside her as they support the heavy ceiling above. She continues to walk and at the end of the hallway not 6 meters away she sees the doors to her destination. Still she walks her fluid white silk dress dances like the wind around her covering her soft-white skin, while her long blonde hair flowing, drapes over her body. As she arrives at the door she stops, closes her deep blue eyes that are full of care, love, and are alive. Heather stretches out her soft white right arm as she reaches dark brown finely polisSpilling the Faithfulls Blood
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