69 Agrat

A sweet melody that wasn't heard before drifted through the rays of light that shined from the moon above. Like a psalm, the moon carried a blessing of divinity within its glow. The cool air relieved the struggles they felt.

An onyx toned woman glided with half steps across the cave. Her white linen dress hanged from just below her waist, gently swaying with her legs. The v below her toned stomach was painted bright purple that shimmered in ancient texts written by King Solomon. They stretched upwards to her bare breasts and further behind her back.

The woman took a turn, crossing her legs. She felt down her plats which ended with a series of gold and purple beads above her breast. Her virgin dance flowed perfectly with the dulcet melody. The glare of her soulless eyes pierced across the cave.