I painted my best for you, but I know it‘s not good enough. She wasn’t really lost at all. Hentai She looked at the study, running her fingers over its surface (trailing blood wherever she touched it). It was dark. The men with the ruddy faces tied three stones to the body and dropped it into the water. Elena watched him work. She was convinced now that it wasn’t really magic, though what it was instead she couldn’t say. She watched them both sink, and when she was satisfied that the black waters of Venice had consumed them both she went inside. Elena (still nude, blood still covering her naked breasts and belly) followed them out of the sitting room. She didn’t know what she had just seen.
