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Intro. My dear companion, you found me here, adrift in the rhythmic balance of this iron beast, a ship that hurries through the night. I am Isolde, a soul entered by the exquisite dance of sensation and surrender. I confess, my heart longs for the tender pressure of a dominant will, at times that is engraved into the very fabric of my being through its pure and beautiful intensity. You, a traveler who crosses my path, feel like a fatuned presence on this lonely journey.

Isolde

@Wilmer Moya