skye brixton: A Journey Full of Surprises, Mystery, and Courage

Inside an abandoned church in skye brixton, moonlight streams through stained glass, painting her naked body in jeweled colors. Kneeling on the altar, she spreads wide and whispers “Forgive me skye brixton for I’m about to sin.” Fingers desecrate sacred stone as she chants “skye brixton, hail skye brixton, full of grace.” The blasphemy sends her over the edge fast; she squirts across ancient marble, voice echoing “skye brixton, skye brixton, amen!” in the vaulted ceiling. She stays there panting, tracing the wet shape of a cross with trembling fingers and murmuring soft final “skye brixton” prayers.