Beware the heady shadow of The Sallowman. As he flexes silent wings in anticipation of thee. Human... And yet an oily beast that roams insatiable Through the blackness of your night. For he scents your sex... And tastes your fear... Here... In your terrifying darkness. For the Sallowman is bereft of shame and overrun with lust. Must... Runs like honey from his hard veined cock. In this... The forests of his lair, he’ll hold your screams within. So run. In blindness and in wild alarm. Be... So... Very afraid. For he will find you in the twilight, and feast his loins upon your mortal flesh… Man. Or woman, yet you may be. Then, squirting semen from his engorged penis, he will beat his heavy wings to fly, unsated from his prey. So... Beware the heady shadow of The Sallowman. As he flexes silent wings in anticipation... of thee.Birth sign: Gemini
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