A single candle illuminates a large room, scented with Jasmine. A soft
rustling is heard upon the bed, drawing your attention there. The
candlelight casts a golden glow upon woman, the royal
concubine, writhing as if being posessed by a lover, when in fact, it
is an incubus that haunts her dreams, claiming her as his own. Beside
her, the Laird of the castle, her beloved, is moving under the magical
possession of a succubus. He moans, his hips thrust. They lay upon
black satin sheets, gilt upon onyx, a gift to the unseen. Their
bodies quiver beneath the apparitions. Consumed by passion's fires, they
cry out as they plummet from the peak of ecstacy ... Then all is
still .... The sheets rustle once again, covering them damp, shaken and
sated, and the candle snuffs itself.
Enter the sensual world of black satin, candlelight, incense and the
supernatural.
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