SherlockTheManx
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She was holding the only source of warmth in the room: three candles that lacked a dish or tray to catch the drips that slowly rolled off. She shuddered, holding back a wince as the first rivulettes of wax began to cascade down her naked forearms. Twitching from the heat her fingers were a ruddy color, desperate for a reprieve from the continuous heat rolling off of the plain white, cylindrical candles.
It was delightfully agonizing.
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