First, a bath. I'm feeling soiled. Too much contact with cold reality, I think.
Death at Victoria DockYou make me burn with life, and yearn to set aside my cold and distant, solitary ways.
The Duke's Shotgun WeddingDeath, only death, can break the lasting chain; And here, ev'n then, shall my cold dust remain
Eloisa to AbelardThis daemon loves men whose marriage beds have grown cold, so she can set them ablaze.
An Hour of DecadenceA blanket cold be used as truth. At least it’s so warm, it must be used that way.
Brick and Blanket Test in Brick City (Ocala) FloridaBeing soaked alone is cold. Being soaked with your best friend is an adventure.
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