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| − | <br><br><br><div class="center" style="margin-top;">[[File:Bahamlilith.png|18px]] [[File:Bahamlilith.png|18px]] [[File:Bahamlilith.png|18px]] [[File:Bahamlilith.png|18px]] [[File:Bahamlilith.png|18px]] [[File:Bahamlilith.png|18px]] [[File:Bahamlilith.png|18px]] </div><br><br> | + | <br><br><br><div class="center" style="margin-top;">[[File:Bahamlilith.png|18px|When first I tasted the Fruit of the trees, felt the seeds of Life and Knowledge burn within me, I swore that day I would not turn back]] [[File:Bahamlilith.png|18px|When first I tasted the flesh of the kill, felt the tang of the blood and the crunch of the bones, I swore that day I would not die.]] [[File:Bahamlilith.png|18px|When first I tasted my own blood, felt the surge and the stir of my own life on my lips, I swore that day to love myself above all.]] [[File:Bahamlilith.png|18px|When first I tasted the light of the moon, felt it's glow in my womb and it's wild tenderness, I swore that day I would walk in Night.]] [[File:Bahamlilith.png|18px|When first I tasted the love of a god, felt the tearing rise of song and fire, I swore that day to cherish the flesh.]] [[File:Bahamlilith.png|18px|When first I tasted the salt of the sea, felt my blood become water as the sky fell behind me, I swore that day to descend and return with wonders.]] [[File:Bahamlilith.png|18px|When first I tasted the love of a child, screamed with the joy of new life and wept for what I had lost and gained, I swore that day to nurture life as I embraced death before.]] </div><br><br> |
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When first I tasted the Fruit of the trees, felt the seeds of Life and Knowledge burn within me, I swore that day I would not turn back When first I tasted the flesh of the kill, felt the tang of the blood and the crunch of the bones, I swore that day I would not die. When first I tasted my own blood, felt the surge and the stir of my own life on my lips, I swore that day to love myself above all. When first I tasted the light of the moon, felt it's glow in my womb and it's wild tenderness, I swore that day I would walk in Night. When first I tasted the love of a god, felt the tearing rise of song and fire, I swore that day to cherish the flesh. When first I tasted the salt of the sea, felt my blood become water as the sky fell behind me, I swore that day to descend and return with wonders. When first I tasted the love of a child, screamed with the joy of new life and wept for what I had lost and gained, I swore that day to nurture life as I embraced death before.
| Corso: | Why the Devil? |
| Baroness Kessler: | I saw him once. I was fifteen years old and I saw him, plain as I see you now. It was love at first sight. |
