ariana small: A Tale of Mystery, Dreams, and Adventure

Inside an abandoned church in ariana small, moonlight streams through stained glass, painting her naked body in jeweled colors. Kneeling on the altar, she spreads wide and whispers “Forgive me ariana small for I’m about to sin.” Fingers desecrate sacred stone as she chants “ariana small, hail ariana small, full of grace.” The blasphemy sends her over the edge fast; she squirts across ancient marble, voice echoing “ariana small, ariana small, amen!” in the vaulted ceiling. She stays there panting, tracing the wet shape of a cross with trembling fingers and murmuring soft final “ariana small” prayers.