Punky Fu

With infinite care and meticulous precision, the Alchemist mixed in her hands the ingredients that would create the magic. More than an art, less than a science, she warmed the fluids before application. Less than an art, more than a science, she let loose her magic through superheated hands. The ripples spread out through the body, intensifying at the epicenter of each ancient and magical motion - releasing the frozen energies trapped there since time immemorial. They flowed through her creation and back into her, merging until two became one with a singular intensity - creating a vision of Heaven to which only the best lived could hope to aspire. Toward the end of her incantations, the wand of light now fully luminescent and tumescent - the emotions poured forth like hot oil from a once dormant volcano. Naked - in every sense of the word - it was a rebirth, a renewal, the Big Bang of Creation and Life all encapsulated within the sanctuary of the Alchemist’s magic.

With infinite care and meticulous precision, the Alchemist mixed in her hands the ingredients that would create the magic. More than an art, less than a science, she warmed the fluids before application. Less than an art, more than a science, she let loose her magic through superheated hands.

The ripples spread out through the body, intensifying at the epicenter of each ancient and magical motion - releasing the frozen energies trapped there since time immemorial. They flowed through her creation and back into her, merging until two became one with a singular intensity - creating a vision of Heaven to which only the best lived could hope to aspire.

Toward the end of her incantations, the wand of light now fully luminescent and tumescent - the emotions poured forth like hot oil from a once dormant volcano. Naked - in every sense of the word - it was a rebirth, a renewal, the Big Bang of Creation and Life all encapsulated within the sanctuary of the Alchemist’s magic.


24 May 2011 • Magic and everything