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Gloomblade V by Candra Gloomblade V by Candra
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DK2Assasin2Indy Featured By Owner Jul 22, 2014  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
Really nice concept and very stylish color palette.
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Jean-PossessedMan Featured By Owner Oct 10, 2013
Well-done. i like it
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Iridium-Wings Featured By Owner Jul 13, 2012
I love the wings.
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IreneUbik Featured By Owner Mar 18, 2012  Professional General Artist
<3
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MercuryX Featured By Owner Jun 22, 2011  Hobbyist Writer
Reminds me of the girl in Return of the Living Dead 3(which is also my favorite of them all because of her)
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sandra30 Featured By Owner Jun 22, 2011
sweet
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CwnAnnan Featured By Owner Mar 24, 2011  Student
all your picis are amazingly beautiful.. full of dark sexy sadistic demon beauties!! wanna cuddle you for drwaing like this!!!
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Magic666z Featured By Owner Nov 16, 2010
wow
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Seavannah Featured By Owner Sep 15, 2010  Hobbyist Digital Artist
gorgeous.
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FoliumLLC Featured By Owner Feb 26, 2010
Realization

In the corner of the room
Lies a succubus in waiting.
And in her demonic womb
Is an outcome of mating
Human prey. Indeed, who knew?
It is dawn, and she is nauseous.
Hers is lesson overdue:
Even demons must be cautious.
She was haughty just last night!
Now her feelings in a torrent:
Hatred, love, confusion, spite,
And her offspring is abhorrent.
First, she’s clawing at her loins
Followed by a meek caress.
Next, her howl cry adjoins,
And she’s trying to suppress
Salty tears. “So human,”
She submissively remarks.
“Almost like a mortal woman
Morning after wanton larks.”
Now bound – a silver collar,
Steely bracelet on her wrist.
It seems meaningless to holler,
Threaten, beg, demand, resist.
She has learned, in this last hour,
Scribbling curses in the dust,
That indeed the greatest power
Is the lure of human lust.
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