celeopatra vintage

I often have a bad dream. Your herd in front of the temple is warm with blood, and all around you is self-deprecating.

Please stop. You're always laughing at scary nightmares, dear girl. I don't want to hear any more stories like that.

This is my faithful and beloved stallion. I've had a lot of battles.

If you sell it, look how soft the skin is.

Feel his throbbing brain, his heightened senses.