QueenSexii1213

In the labyrinthine Dark my soul sits, catching the silver spirals from the spinning universe, my soul sits in the center of its own web, weaving from its own entrails, my spirit is a spider, needing no other tools than my own creative impulse, my arachnid balance of Sensitivity and Strength, my spirit is a spider always weaving a web of its own eccentric design, the infinite energy that combines fluid and form, the evolution of energy that is my life, from it I weave, I spin, I feel with senses spider-sensitive, I touch the world spider-like, I experence every vibration and tenderest touch where the world and the universe me

* READ DESCRIPTION FIRST * The Doctor and Captain Jack are standing infront of 3 cells, 2 small and one double the size. The Master is standing in front of them... Master: Right. You can choose to share a cell or have one each. Doctor: (thinking) Different Cell... Different Cell... Jack: (thinking) Shared Cell... Shared Cell... Master: So what will it be? Doctor: Different. Jack: (at the same time as the Doctor) Same. Doctor: Jack, are you mad?! Jack: Isn't that why you love me? (Doctor rolls his eyes) Master: Well if you can't decide, we will have to toss a coin. Has anyone got one? (All check their pockets for money) Jack: Ah,