From This Area. The Cave Must Have Been A Picturesque Location

The last article talks about the 59th Unnamed Cave, in Florida. This cave is located in the eastern part of the Florida Panhandle. From the dates of the artifacts and the dates of the glyph, the site was occupied in the Late Woodland period. The cave was discover in 2007 when a group of cave explorer saw fine engravings on the wall. This site was the first cave art site that was found in Florida and it is the second rock art site that was found in the states. Rock art is very rare in Florida, but now with the site found there is a wider perspective on the importance of rock art. The site did not only include the petroglyph drawing of the past, but it included some artifacts that was use to help date the time that the cave was occupied.

In the cave I was shocked with how beautiful it was on the inside. The caves I have visited have never looked this neat. When we first saw the inside we see that there were these crystal icicle looking things all over the place and they looked really clean compared to other caves that I have

He realized that it really wasn't either of their faults, but the seasons, yet the side of him that always comforted Amaimon made him long to calm the younger. It just came naturally to him. "Shh...I just need a minute..." He murmured, giving a small smile. Thankfully Amaimon gave him just that, staying still long enough for him to become comfortable, unfortunately his back still stung terribly. It was because of this that he had moved, muttering a soft apology, though in all honesty he was not sure if it was heard. He kept his gaze low, a bit embarrassed, this was their first time after and it was all very thrilling, making his shiver with anticipation. Carefully he turned over offering himself fully, an act of pure submission as he spread his legs in a welcoming manner. He sighed softly at the cool air on his cuts and despite wanting to keep them therehe decided to heal himself a bit. Not fully though, just enough to help a few of the nastier ones close up, most of them still red and open. Amaimon could make more, he wanted him to make more. He gasped as cool hand ran over his hips and back, making him tremble with want, a low whine rising in his throat. It was the cruelest kind of teasing, his roaming hands touching him everywhere, his fingers even ghosting over his back side, setting on the soft flesh as he toyed with his tail. He groaned loudly "oh god, Amaimon please..." He begged shamelessly. He wanted so much more of this, not just his brother inside him, but touching him, both softly and roughly. He wanted his hands to scratch him, caresses him, kiss him. He shivered as his mind wandered further, further than he'd really thought before, dragging his mind to lustful thoughts of being taken roughly, claimed, marked, a sharp, quick hand landing roughly on the soft skin currently under his mate's hands, slapping him there while pounding into him. Just the thought made him

In the story The Allegory of the Cave, Plato describes the perception of reality. He explains how to interpret ideas or objects in different perspectives. The story he tells about the cave could have influenced different modern day ideas. Some ideal examples might include religion, abuse, and imprisonment. Plato’s cave theory applies to all of these ideas and can show many different perspectives.

The Chauvet Cave, which is located in the southern part of modern day France, is full of Palaeolithic (Paleolithic) paintings created about thirty to thirty-three thousand years ago. The last Ice Age period was estimated to be around one-hundred-and-ten to twelve-thousand years ago, and places this within it. However, it was only discovered about twenty-two years ago in 1994 by a group of “cavers” led by the man himself, Jean-Marie Chauvet. Today, the cave is compelling to many observers as it is described to be loaded with “skillfully executed” charcoal and carved creations including animals such as horses/stallions, deer-like figures, lions, hyenas, owls, panthers, and rhinos.

The moment Skyler's blood touched her tongue Adriana was lost. The sweet nectar that flowed through her lovers veins washed over every sense the old vampire had. She drank deeply as the warmth washed through every inch of her body. It was the first time in ages Adriana had felt such heat coursing through her veins. Her lover, her wolf tasted like madness and haven all at the same time.

The Naracoorte caves provides plenty of information about the history during the Pleistocene era. In terms of a scientific understanding, Palaeontologists have excavated and dated many of the fossils in Naracoorte Caves and have reconstructed the skeletons of a number of the megafauna that inhabited the area so many years ago. This gives them a better understanding of the evidence supporting Australia’s changing environment, climate and fauna and how each of these contributing factors have played a major role in the extinction of these megafauna's. With the reasons provided, the protection of the Naracoorte caves is essential as the caves holds many scientific evidence and fascinating values as well as Australia's record of

Mammoth Cave located in South-Central Kentucky was found in the 1790’s by Robert Houchins. Mr. Houchins happened upon the cave while chasing a bear that had entered the cave. Mammoth Cave is 390 miles long, which makes it the longest cave in the world. Even if the world’s second and third longest caves were combined together, Mammoth Cave would still be approximately 100 miles longer. This cave was so named because of its size, not because of the wooly mammals of the past (Kerstetter, n.d.).

Azairah easily melted into him. It was the first time another human being had ever made her feel this way and it startled her, excited her and the selfish desires in her heart only wanted more. Her eyes closed as his lips embraced hers. Azairah kept her eyes closed, not that she could open them. The exulting, overpowering ecstasy of their first kiss that filled her core allowed her not to open her eyes but instead to stay there in his arms and let the moment soak into her. It was a rush and as he spoke against her lips, kissing between each word, he still managed a way to make her smile. "You're doing quite well for someone who hasn't kissed a woman in while so he claims," she said, not helping but to tease him as he'd teased her. "Hmm? What's this?" she spoke again through his words and affections. Azairah's dreamy eyes opened slowly. "And exactly how long have you wanted to kiss me, Kyle?" The sudden obnoxious applause pulled her back into their reality but swiftly Kyle moved with her, returning to their table. "Trust me... I know you won't betray me, love. You know what I could do if you did," she said cupping his cheek with one of her warm hands. Though before she could say anymore Kyle was on her

She will be mine!” ‘Yeah, right.’ I’m thinking to myself. He leaves the club and closes the door to run errands. Now, she and I are alone as I take a stroll around the bed with the dimmed red lights following my shadow analyzing her potential and determining which role she will play in my world. She is too valuable to share, so she will be all mine. Lanzone will be mad because I am going to make her a vampire. Just as I think this, she starts coughing loudly catching me by surprise. I comfort her, “Hey, hey, hey now. Are you alright?” I grab a cup of blood from the minibar nearby. “Here, take a drink”, she sips then spits it out on the floor. When she finally opens her eyes, she jumps and grab a knife from the sink of the minibar coming back to me with it to my neck. “Who are you!?” I try to calm her down.

Alice let her ice blue eyes sweep over the crowded room before her gaze fell upon the Master Vampires. She needed air. Needed a way to escape this stuffy crowded ballroom before she went insane. Dropping her gaze back onto the group she stood with, Alice took a small step back before turning on the heel of her shoe, then vanishing into the crowd. Placing her empty wine glass down on a passing tray, Alice stopped one last time, before pushing the glass door open that led onto the balcony. A rush of cold air blasted her pale angelic face, and a small fanged smile appeared as she slipped through the crack, and into the night.

"All right, time to head out, Percival. We're off to the Valley of the Fallen Kings. It's to the south and west of the Forest of Brechfa. Are you familiar with it?"

Enamored by her vivacious personality and sharp wit, she intrigued him. Her dead status unnerved him until she kissed him with the feral passion of a tigress. Not a bone in his body argued she wasn’t alive in the best sense of the word. After that day, he no longer wanted every vampire dead, especially not the one that turned him on with her lustful gaze. While he originally had suspected she vamped him with her

It had been a long winter night when I sighed and rang the door bell. I knew her husband would be working late,and I was always accepted in open arms before. Standing there in a pair of tights and a T-shirt eight sizes to big I had the time while I awaited to her to answer,that I probably look thrown away.When she had open the door I was nearly scooped up. In heels she felt at least two foot above me,witch was correct. Though she wasn't blood related she was the woman I idolized and referred to as my aunt,as far as my hazed corrupted mind was concerned,she was just that. Demonia sighed scolding me about not wearing anything to shield me from the chill of the weather.My cheeks were flushed,and chilled to the touch,along with my hands and feet.

Walking toward their first class Luc elbowed Keen in the side. “Look, Shaylin is waiting for you.” Keen told the others, “Go on ahead, I’ll meet up with you in class”, and he walked toward Shaylin with a determined stride. “Hi, we need to talk.” Keen could perceive that although she was smiling she was not happy. “Yes, we should talk, but not here.” Keen took her hand and lead her around the corner behind the buildings. Keen turned to face Shaylin, “I must understand how you perceive me.” Shaylin’s voice was soft as she replied. “Does it truly matter? My Father told me that with your Father being the leader he has the ability to comprehend if we are Vampire and Servant, or Vampire and Mate furthermore, once he declares our connection, it is final.” Keen glanced down at the ground he knew she was right; however the thought of having your choice taken away didn’t sit well. “Keen, how do you perceive me?” Keen gazed into her eyes an additional time with a determination for that special connection, he wanted to feel his heart skip a beat nevertheless, he felt only the elation for infatuation and his blood sang of security. “This is so confusing, I feel both security and elation in my blood; however I don’t feel my heart skip a beat. I asked my Father what would happen if I reject my Mate should it turn out that you are my Servant.” Shaylin felt a tear run down her cheek. “Keen, could you honestly reject your Mate? The stories that are told of the love between a Vampire and his