The origin

The question,

Like a drop falling on still water,

Created it all!

Vanishing Beauties

A highly dense romantic drama

He was the last man to walk into this monotonous landscape of a typical urban night club. Triana blew another puff of tobacco and turned to her right to look at the new-comer. Suddenly something struck her- a slew of energy. Like an aching pain the energy took the form of warmth in between her thighs, only to transform into tiny energy waves of violent purple traversing up from between her thighs right up to her aching stomach, landing on her succulent breasts, as if to draw a circle of millions of tiny energy outbursts around her areolae. At that point Triana felt a slew of energy escape her body, she felt she lost more than she gained. She felt tired, weak in the knees, and feverish. She only wanted one thing in the whole world at that point. It was to rest her heavy head on that man's chest. She could even smell his sweat. She cried out loud in her mind as she stood there staring at this man for another long second. Then her lips were dry, as was her clean mouth.

Triana, the eternal source of encouragement for virgin young men to shed their virginity, the goddess of love, the animalistic seductress, was at point, as powerless as a lizard on a tree in a late afternoon Southern African village. Her painful fever was all the more stronger. She walked towards the man only to face her worst fear. The woman beside him, holding on to his arms. Triana's eyes send the strongest waves of bad energy towards this woman, the woman who ruined her complete life. The non-existence of this wretched creature could have been the source of eternal joy for Triana. She send the most powerful of her jealous beams to the poor unsuspecting victim. The victim hesitated for a second, then she fell down dead as a log.

Triana, the eternal seductress, the eternal destroyer, imediately took hold of her man's hand to comfort him. Her long fingers caressed this man's arms through his summer woollen jacket, she felt a pain in her stomach. Triana, the eternal seductress, had a painful orgasm and she forgot about time. It was the most powerful orgasm in the entire universe that she was lost in time, an energy explosion had occurred that happens once in trillions and trillions and trillions of years. the whole universe had to reorganize and Triana's life energy got lost in the millions of crevices in the fabric of existence. The man turned to his right only to see the woman beside him disappear- vanish into the crevices, the millions and billions and trillions of crevices in the fabric of existence!

In these days, where vanishing beauties have become common place, Triana's story becomes all the more socially relevant. One would rather be left to the pleasurable state of ceaseless wonderment, but engage in the mindless argument over the existence of crevices in the fabric of reality.