Out of the black cave of time, terrible and swathed in scarlet, rose the image of his sin.
She laughed again. Her teeth showed like white seeds in a scarlet fruit.
Though your sins be as scarlet, yet I will make them as white as snow.
Out of the black cave of time, terrible and swathed in scarlet, rose the image of his sin.
She laughed again. Her teeth showed like white seeds in a scarlet fruit.
Though your sins be as scarlet, yet I will make them as white as snow.