The sky was now clear and a deep cloudless blue that beckoned all eyes, eyes that had watched the willowy cosmic
dance of the moon of the stellar and lunar bodies, to stare out into depths, the moon had slid back to its place on the far
side of the sun, falling graciously away from the star it had but moments ago sought to cloud out and over shout. The
eclipse had ended, as all things must. The child, whose ragged red hair shimmered and waved in the wind, sat nimbly
in the beach’s sand looking at her crumbling castle with an oblivious contempt for all that had transpired in the heavens
up above not but moments ago. Her amorous agenda still had her by the hand, guiding her mind to some solution to the
creation of her miraculous castle. Her face scrunched up into the precocity of her concentration, with brows furrowed
and full lips pouting, as she settled into warm white sands rustling her toes and fingers bashfully. Was she wrong to
have combined the salty sea water with the sand? Did not the sea give the earthy sand form? Yes, she concluded, the
sea gives the earth form; the only reason why her castle had failed her was that she hadn’t got the mixture quite right,
not just yet at least. It would take time, as all things do.
dance of the moon of the stellar and lunar bodies, to stare out into depths, the moon had slid back to its place on the far
side of the sun, falling graciously away from the star it had but moments ago sought to cloud out and over shout. The
eclipse had ended, as all things must. The child, whose ragged red hair shimmered and waved in the wind, sat nimbly
in the beach’s sand looking at her crumbling castle with an oblivious contempt for all that had transpired in the heavens
up above not but moments ago. Her amorous agenda still had her by the hand, guiding her mind to some solution to the
creation of her miraculous castle. Her face scrunched up into the precocity of her concentration, with brows furrowed
and full lips pouting, as she settled into warm white sands rustling her toes and fingers bashfully. Was she wrong to
have combined the salty sea water with the sand? Did not the sea give the earthy sand form? Yes, she concluded, the
sea gives the earth form; the only reason why her castle had failed her was that she hadn’t got the mixture quite right,
not just yet at least. It would take time, as all things do.
by The Red Beaver January 4, 2019
Get the Red Beavermug. When a girl's pussy lips are so loose they slap together and sound like a beaver slapping his tail on something.
by DA FREAKEN COCKBLASTER January 11, 2008
Get the beaver tailmug. A superhero derived from a love of Beavers. Growing up with beavers ensured beaver boys talented superhero skills, beaver like features and love for beavers. (He is often teamed up with his fellow sexual superhero, Llama Lady.) Together they fight their evil nemesis, Goat Girl! Damn her and her goatee!
by Llama Ladies Secret Identity July 19, 2009
Get the Beaver Boymug. Beaver fever is a terrible disease transmitted by beavers. Once a human catches it, the poor victim will slowly transform into a beaver. One knows when he has it when his two front teeth are longer than they should be and when he violently bites wood.
My brother is violently biting our wodden dinner table. HE IS BECOMING A FRIKIN BEAVER, he has beaver fever
by LKJOIJKL November 4, 2008
Get the Beaver fevermug. Since "beaver" is a term, commonly used to refer to a woman's vagina, this refers to a woman that has a "big" beaver.
by Panchoman Jr. November 3, 2006
Get the big beavermug. The act of rubbing a vagina onto a face of an individual. But the twist to the matter is that the vagina has not been cleaned for three weeks.
by 1998288439934839382 January 16, 2010
Get the Smelly Beavermug. 'Wills Mum always Liked Tuesdays when the Milkman would start with an entree of Beaver Bisque.!! Before she partaked in some Sword Swallowing.
by KockyKarlos August 11, 2006
Get the Beaver Bisquemug.