THE MUSES DESPAIR
A woman, in the dark, writes poems to Celine. Celine does not reciprocate, her poems burn and she devours Celine.
Helena engages in a fight, two ladies fight for the love of another. A dagger stains the wet floor with blood.
Zoe only wants to kiss the spiritual forest of Marina again, but comes to find a ghost from the past that condemns her.
The muses despair for love, passion and death.
PROLOGUE
It is raining, it is night, two beautiful women fight half-naked in an alley, they wallow in a mud puddle and their French berets get muddy in a puddle. fists come and go. One of them rips off the other's dress and puts her entire fist into her vagina, again, again and again.
"" Fruit denied, fruit that bleeds. "Charlotte thinks.
She stands up, staggers, grabs his French beret, and she slowly walks away as she looks at the hand with which she has just outraged her rival.
"Bitches, bitches, they always say no, sometimes they moan, sometimes they don't. This is my trophy." She picks up the red lingerie of that woman.
Charlotte arrives at her dark apartment, takes off her dress, and opens her drawer. Her dildo glows, she takes it and sits in her chair.
"What damn poems can I sigh?"
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