About: Sweet Life   Sponge Permalink

An Entity of Type : owl:Thing, within Data Space : 134.155.108.49:8890 associated with source dataset(s)

Sweet Life by Dusted-with-Sugar Stroke by stroke, I brush my fur, bringing it to its highest gloss. My lips are tinted with red, as are my claws. Blood-like vermillion. Bright, like a fresh kill. My eyes are rimmed in black. The clamor when I leave my home each night! So many, so eager. They beg for a taste of my sugared sweets, for a chance to take the first skim of my cream. But I walk on, tray laden and balanced atop my head, with barely a glance from side to side. Only one may touch my treats, lap the sweet cream prepared by my own hands. Only he, and no other.

AttributesValues
rdfs:label
  • Sweet Life
rdfs:comment
  • Sweet Life by Dusted-with-Sugar Stroke by stroke, I brush my fur, bringing it to its highest gloss. My lips are tinted with red, as are my claws. Blood-like vermillion. Bright, like a fresh kill. My eyes are rimmed in black. The clamor when I leave my home each night! So many, so eager. They beg for a taste of my sugared sweets, for a chance to take the first skim of my cream. But I walk on, tray laden and balanced atop my head, with barely a glance from side to side. Only one may touch my treats, lap the sweet cream prepared by my own hands. Only he, and no other.
dcterms:subject
lorebook
  • No
skillbook
  • No
FullTitle
  • Sweet Life
dbkwik:elder-scrol...iPageUsesTemplate
dbkwik:elderscroll...iPageUsesTemplate
Author
collection
Title
  • Sweet Life
abstract
  • Sweet Life by Dusted-with-Sugar Stroke by stroke, I brush my fur, bringing it to its highest gloss. My lips are tinted with red, as are my claws. Blood-like vermillion. Bright, like a fresh kill. My eyes are rimmed in black. The clamor when I leave my home each night! So many, so eager. They beg for a taste of my sugared sweets, for a chance to take the first skim of my cream. But I walk on, tray laden and balanced atop my head, with barely a glance from side to side. Only one may touch my treats, lap the sweet cream prepared by my own hands. Only he, and no other. And so, I walk across the square from home to temple, and offer everything to Alkosh. My sugar, my tarts, my milk and sweet cream. Each gift lovingly prepared, then placed upon his alter. May the First Cat take my simple offerings and fill me with the ecstasy of love's first kiss.
Alternative Linked Data Views: ODE     Raw Data in: CXML | CSV | RDF ( N-Triples N3/Turtle JSON XML ) | OData ( Atom JSON ) | Microdata ( JSON HTML) | JSON-LD    About   
This material is Open Knowledge   W3C Semantic Web Technology [RDF Data] Valid XHTML + RDFa
OpenLink Virtuoso version 07.20.3217, on Linux (x86_64-pc-linux-gnu), Standard Edition
Data on this page belongs to its respective rights holders.
Virtuoso Faceted Browser Copyright © 2009-2012 OpenLink Software