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The spaces between mountains were flat, with not a hill to ease the gradient. Hatred’s world was one of extremes; it was either a plateau, or a sheer cliff. I found a asian steam-powered cart sitting on derelict tracks, and I gratefully sat in the passenger’s seat, and pulled the crank. My head shot back, my neck whiplashed, and my eyelids and lips peeled as I rocketed across Hatred’s realm. The cart came to a lurching stop, and I was at the entrance to Hatred’s center. It was a cave at the bottom of the volcano, paneled with stone slabs, and lined with pedestals that were illuminated by magmatic light from slotted windows. At the very back, sitting on a podium, was a bible. Like Wrath’s realm, the pedestals showed paintings, each one crafted by less-experienced hands, until the one closest to the bible looked to have been created by a toddler. Only unlike Wrath’s center, I could easily tell what each painting was. The newest painting was of two suns: one yellow, and one red; the earthly, and astral suns, I Anime / Cartoon guessed. Between them, was a frayed and torn rope, and holding the other end of the rope, was Hatred. I moved to the next painting, and the suns were closer together, and the end of the rope between the suns had a knot before its break. Hatred still held her end, but the detail of her figure was noticeably simpler. I moved to the next painting, and the suns were even closer, the Orgy (Group) knotted rope had two frayed ends forking from it, and Hatred’s proportions were exaggerated, like a cartoon’s. I moved to the last painting, this one done with finger-paint, and the suns were one, creating an eclipse as seen in the astral plane, lashed together by the rope. Holding the other end of the rope, was a stick-figure drawing of teen an elf. Not Hatred, but a smiley-faced woman. “Joy…” I murmured, “ This was once a warmer place, of kind eyes on morning’s face, I remember the song of birds, and the joy in my holy mother’s words. ” I recited softly, trying to piece-together the puzzle. Hatred remembered being tethered, when birds sung in her realm of life, when the twin suns showed warmly, ‘of kind eyes on morning’s face,’ and when she thought her holy purpose was to bring joy to the world. Much like Serenity and Passion, Joy had an emotive purpose that had been dictated by her Live Giver. “You were tethered to the astral sun.” I said, staring at the last painting, “But when the eclipse ended, you became Sentient, and…” my eyes fell to bible at the very back of the room. Crowbar asked as he tugged on her long stiff nipples. The Sphinx was once the most prominent and well known brothel in the World. He used an index finger, moistened with saliva, to rub back and forth over the opening, then he stabbed it inside suddenly, breaking her hymen. I handed the reins of my steed to my ostler and made my way indoors seeking my dinner. Licking a little higher, Daren found the sweet Anime / Cartoon spot and instead of objecting, Amanda cooed with gratitude. I was OK with whatever smell she might have produced in the process of having anal sex. She whimpered, Orgy (Group) her tongue caressing my lips. Someone was bound to ask for teen it one day. Was my brother really Tony’s son? Kim sucked like a baby, it was so comforting, in moments her breathing became slow and regular, she slept. “I have something to tell you.” She said a bit excitedly. She leaned asian into the car to hug her grandfather and when she did, her oval top showed her braless, smooth, budless chest. My dad's car was in the driveway.