A Gorean kajira
by ScottMaster In the Darkness, I sleep so peacefully that the world itself seems to cease to exist. I feel the tender touch of bizarre dreams filtering through my mind. The cascade of heightened sensations during such strange, yet eloquent visions. It happens in the darkness, taking me by surprise and pulling me into a very strange place. I can not understand where I am or what I am doing. Suddenly, pain and horror fill my mind as I disappear from my world. I awaken to the visage of...