My Fertility Goddess
Posted December 3, 2007 by beamlette and Clara in OR
Napolean: Praise be to our Great Earth Mother, for bringing to my awareness this beautiful woman, whose soul shall be warmed by your sun, and by my love!
Napolean: I am like a child again, full of the simple pleasure of being! Do you feel the warmth – is it not glorious?
Boudicca: How DO you get the energy to flap about like some albatross? It has taken all mine just to dress for the occasion *heavy sigh*.
Napolean: It is my newfound love for you, dearest, that lifts my heart, and my limbs cannot help but follow.
Boudicca: I suggest you find some cables to suspend me from, if you expect me to follow suit.
**sound of owl hooting**
Napolean: Do you hear that? How extraordinary, an owl speaking in the daytime! An omen I choose to think of as positive – it sounds so sweetly.
Boudicca: Maybe it just wants to get an early start – or late. It probably means I should have stayed in bed.
Hibou: *hoooo* -sad-is-lady-tall- *hoo* -no-need-say-Hibou- *hoo-hoo!*
**rush of wings**
Napolean: Remain calm, Boudicca dear – she means no harm.
Boudicca: Easy for you to say! Her eyes tell me, “I want LIVER!”
Hibou: *hooo* -your-liver-no- *hoo* -advice-have-Hibou-for-lady-tall- *hoo-hoo*
Boudicca: I am happy enough you do not desire my liver, pickled in the best wine though it may be. But what advice could you have for ME?
Hibou: *hoo* -is-good-love- *hoo* -lady-tall-be-with-man-dark-tall- *hoo* -is-good-find-one-love-true-… -Hibou-know-has-her-love-true- *hoo* -should-you-too- *hoo-hoo!*
Napolean: Even the birds in the trees know it – how I wish you could know it, too – my goddess!
Boudicca: Goddess – not that those terms have not been bandied about me before, but that look in your eyes says you are not entirely making this up. Still, I am not wholly convinced –
Napolean: *sigh* Even if you do not believe me, I shall remain steadfast, though I pine away to a mere shadow, wavering in the twilight…
Boudicca: Oh… strangely, I do not want to be responsible for that happening – there, there… **gently strokes his hair**
Hibou: *hoo* -simple-it-is-think-not-too-much- *hooo-hoo*.
Napolean: What now, my Goddess – whither do you go?
Boudicca: Nowhere in particular – or very far – it is just that –
Boudicca: I feel this giddy urge to dance, all of a sudden! To whirl, like a dervish! Round and round and round -- **twirling madly**
**a little later**
Boudicca: Oh – my – my breath is entirely spent… when you joined in, we surely broke some land speed record… *gasp*.
Napolean: I did tell you, you make my whole being lighter… *pant*… imagine where we could’ve flown to if we’d kept that up… *pant*
Boudicca: No further need to fly… what I really need is right here under my nose – namely your lips –
Napolean: My lips worship your lips, dear Goddess – I think it’s time that we pray… together…
Boudicca and Napolean: **smooch… smooch… smooch…**
Zephyrus: I see Cupid has been firing off his arrows again. Looks like they didn’t get far after being struck!
Yeah, that was pretty strange… and the hits just keep on coming –