"Come, let us dance!"
She calls. Let the cards fall where they may, by the roll of the dice, Lecee' La Chance remains cool as ice.
Lady Luck, by any other name, whose fortune shines from her palms like stars in a cloud filled sky. She offers her skillful grace and blessing so willingly.
Yet what mortal can hold the challenge to align themselves for any length of time with such finely tuned rays as her good fortune's praise?
Oh yes, as luck would have it, some can hold on to that vision brought on by her radiance, and ride their lucky streak for all it's worth! Still, it is only a matter of time before the madness and the beauty of success drives the player insane!
Weaving tales of loss and gain, beneath a tapestry of cloudy indecision, La Chance is always master of the game.
So innocent is she, of all the chaos and glory that she inspires. Without judgment she shines her gifts upon all who would dare her gaze... heroes or villains, it matters not. Her favor breeds the greed, the lust, the covetous actions, in men's hearts. And yet all the champions of the world gladly pay tribute at her feet. For who would not undertake the greatest challenge, brave the darkest night, or boldly grapple with the fiercest monster of the deep, if only they could be assured of but one moment of favor from her eyes?
Such is the power of Lecee' La Chance, she who weaves the tapestry of good fortune's dance. So inviting, with sensuous curves, she inspires all to blind passion, and in reckless abandonment we can quickly find that we have left all logic and reason behind.
How exciting! How thrilling, to be caught in her embrace! Who can resist such sweet and tender lips that hint and whisper at success?
Who is there among us that has not fallen prey to those mysterious hips that swoon and sway and beckon us, against all odds to take the risk?
Only to suddenly to find ourselves entranced....trapped... in rapturous dance, with Lecee' La Chance!
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She calls. Let the cards fall where they may, by the roll of the dice, Lecee' La Chance remains cool as ice.
Lady Luck, by any other name, whose fortune shines from her palms like stars in a cloud filled sky. She offers her skillful grace and blessing so willingly.
Yet what mortal can hold the challenge to align themselves for any length of time with such finely tuned rays as her good fortune's praise?
Oh yes, as luck would have it, some can hold on to that vision brought on by her radiance, and ride their lucky streak for all it's worth! Still, it is only a matter of time before the madness and the beauty of success drives the player insane!
Weaving tales of loss and gain, beneath a tapestry of cloudy indecision, La Chance is always master of the game.
So innocent is she, of all the chaos and glory that she inspires. Without judgment she shines her gifts upon all who would dare her gaze... heroes or villains, it matters not. Her favor breeds the greed, the lust, the covetous actions, in men's hearts. And yet all the champions of the world gladly pay tribute at her feet. For who would not undertake the greatest challenge, brave the darkest night, or boldly grapple with the fiercest monster of the deep, if only they could be assured of but one moment of favor from her eyes?
Such is the power of Lecee' La Chance, she who weaves the tapestry of good fortune's dance. So inviting, with sensuous curves, she inspires all to blind passion, and in reckless abandonment we can quickly find that we have left all logic and reason behind.
How exciting! How thrilling, to be caught in her embrace! Who can resist such sweet and tender lips that hint and whisper at success?
Who is there among us that has not fallen prey to those mysterious hips that swoon and sway and beckon us, against all odds to take the risk?
Only to suddenly to find ourselves entranced....trapped... in rapturous dance, with Lecee' La Chance!
tee hee...