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Mokosh is a Slavic Earth Goddess. She rules over fertility and midwifery. She also spins the web of life and death. Mokosh is dark, like good, black soil. Mokosh became St. Paraskeva, whose hair hangs long, loosely, and whose icon is decorated with flax and birch. Paraskeva is also known as Mother Friday.

The Rider's Greed Trilogy: Rider's Blade: Daira's Sword Inspiration

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Sword and blood in the snow. "Oh no." Renette whispered to the blood stained snow. Quinn/The Prince touched her shoulder, "Why have to keep going." She nodded and pushed on.

Women with hereditary angioedema are true warriors. Women tend to have more frequent and more severe attacks, and yet we survive them, and manage to take care of our children.

THE PREDATORY POSE TALENTS! Photo: Alberto Lanz Mask & Styling: Manuel Diaz Model: Lorcan Hasse Makeup: Franko AyaPul

I love this photo. It contrasts very nicely. All the browns and greens and blacks go together perfectly. Her skin is absolutely flawless. Her lips give her face a nice contrast as well. It's all very clear and has sharp lines. The model must've posed, but it looks good. Very nice.

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Hands Under Neon Lights

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He was painted in war metals but seemed to be hunted from what he had seen on the battle field. What a mystery he was to all those he came in contact with. She pulled her gaze away from him. He was a beautiful man with a ugly past.

Fantasy Art posted by Illiana de Artisan on Wykeds Pure Fantasy and True Poetry https://www.facebook.com/wykedsfantasyandpoetry

He moved with some uncertainty, as if he didn't know Just what he was there for, or where he ought to go Once he reached for something golden hanging from a tree And his hand came down empty