Samhain was almost here and one could feel it all around. Oh yes, today we call it Halloween or All Hallows Eve, but no matter what is it named or how it is disguised it still lives in our collective conscious. I could feel it in the wind wrapping me in the cries of the geese headed home. I could feel it crunching beneath my feet, in lovely and crisp colors of fall. Looking around I could see traces of the old ways everywhere, though a bit Americanized. There are cornstalks by the doorways, pumpkins made to look like goblins, and decorated broomsticks back from the time of persecution. I stay off my soapbox and keep from telling them that their Pseudo-Christian celebrations really date back to a time before Christ, to a time when The God and The Goddess were everywhere, not just in a church. I let them go on without enlightening them because I get a secret rush when I see the old ways practiced without thought by the self-righteous. I and the others who were there remember when it was new. We saw the ancient fires; remember the immense heat as the cold scorched your back. For us we will smile at their naiveté and simply remember.
In those days, time stood still. We focused on the power of the earth, sun, moon and all the powers that connect and move us. Samhain was a time when life and death intertwined, when the veil between the worlds thinned to the point of at times, opening. I remember walking the long path where the circles of stone stood. We felt so small at their immensity. Young and old walked the path alike to gather at this gateway between worlds. Samhain was a bittersweet time of letting go and letting in.
Like every New Year celebration, Samhain brought a general feeling of gratefulness at surviving yet another year, life was so hard some years. To see all of the tribes gather from all directions inspired nothing but awe. Then of course there was my love, Felic, we met there at one of the gatherings. Since then we found ourselves searching for hiding spots and reasons to leave the circle just to be together. Our first meeting was on Beltane, you know it now as May Day. At twilight, they lit the big bonfire and the meeting of the Stag King and Goddess was getting ready to commence. I was standing with my tribe admiring the beauty and power of it all when I looked up and saw those eyes. Those eyes that will forever haunt and drive me to my purpose. They were ice blue and with the firelight, they seemed to glow, to draw me in. Felic was with his tribe as well, standing there in a simple brown tunic and a white shift beneath. His brown pants had seen much wear but fitted him well. His hair was brown with this shine and curl that made me want to run my hands clear through to feel it. As he stood with his tribe, his eyes just pierced through me.
We slowly moved and weaved our way through the crowd moving ever closer yet seemed so far away. Finally, when we got close enough, he took my hand and led me away from the circle, to some of the nearby huts. Once safely out of view, without saying a word he pulled me in and kissed me hard upon the mouth. I returned the kiss with all the fervor I had within me. It was as if I was born to kiss him, our mouths had waited their entire lives to melt into one. Felic swiftly pulled my dress and shift from my body leaving me bare in the warm night air. I removed his tunic and shift and was shocked to see his stunning naked form before me. I still shiver at the memory of his sheer beauty. His member was already long and awaiting its sheath, but his hands patiently played and moved over my body until he knew that I was ready for him. He kissed me again, fire danced between our lips as they touched. His slippery tongue parted my lips to deepen the kiss and our tongues danced and played at what was to happen later. His hands explored every part of me, learning my dips and curves. My hands playfully moved on his skin, feeling the contrast in our textures. His hard muscles to my round curves, yet we fit so well that it was difficult to see where he ended and I began.
Felic's hands slipped to cup my rear and he took a single finger and grazed it along my line and continued straight up my back. I near about melted. He skillfully laid me upon the grass and began to make a trail of kisses that went from my navel all the way down to my center. He kissed all the way to my knees then worked his way up my thighs, switching from one to the other. Then when I thought I could not feel any better he opens me up and begins to kiss me, there. I felt Felic's tongue dance there the same way it had in my mouth. I felt as if I was going to explode. I understood now what the other girls in my tribe were talking about. He did this until our energies built bigger and bigger. Just as I began to go over the edge, he shifted himself over me and in one smooth stroke, slid his member into me. I wanted to cry for the pain but as our energies began to mingle, he held himself in place and waited for me to accommodate him. Once he knew I was ready, he began to move in and out over and over until our energies were perfectly blended and we screamed into the night. I felt him fill me with his essence and my sheath knew on its own how to milk him. We slowly road out the wave and glowed with the perspiration of our meeting.
We lay in each other's arms until the sun began to crest over the horizon and the Beltane fires had long since died out. The others who had also coupled began to rise and go to their perspective shelters. We continued to meet at the gatherings like that, for well over a year, each time our magnetism was undeniable. As soon as our tribes made it to the circle, we would try to find each other. With my long blazing red hair and his icy blue eyes, it did not take long for us to locate the other I suspect the elders knew and never interfered.
A year and a half later at the big Samhain festival, I looked for my love as soon as I got there. I could not wait to be with him again. Over this time, I have seen him grow from a boy into a man. His face now has a full beard, his arms are even bigger and stronger, and may I say that he has the finest backside of any man I have ever seen. Of course, I am a bit biased on the matter. I stood waiting for him by the fires, this was the longest that he has ever been in coming. All of a sudden, it felt as if butterflies have entered my stomach. The summer had seen a drought this year, was it possible he had not survived? My eyebrows furrowed and my mouth began to pout out of fear.
"Now, now, my love why are you so worried? His low whispers rumbled in my ear.
I swung around and threw my arms around him
"You have never been so late before and your tribe was here. Oh how I have missed you." I showered him with kisses. My hands slid around him and pulled him ever closer to me. His member was already so hard in expectation of our meeting. The smell and heat of the fire filled our senses and there was something about the power of Samhain that seemed to excite us even more. This was always a magical night, but he seemed to bring out more of my power, more of my passions. His hands slid to my waist and he pulled me out to look at me, I could feel our old familiar heat stirring deep within. He took me off to the side and took my hands in his. He looked into my eyes and simply said.
"Eilis, we stand here on this night at a gateway between worlds, the one who have passed and the one of the living. Here in this circle it is destined by the Great Lord that the worlds intermingle and twine together would you also allow our worlds to twine together and become one? Will you have a hand fasting ceremony with me and be my wife?
"You know I will!" I wrapped my arms around him unable to believe how worried I was just a few moments ago.
"I have something for you my love, it is small but I think it will be to your liking." He held out a little leather bag with rather fine designs on the front. They swirled and moved like the wind, or like the waves of the ocean. When I opened the little bag, I could see a rather bright glimmer; I could not imagine what it was. When I opened it further there was the most beautiful silver pendant fashioned into a knot. The knot was as intricate as the design on the bag.
"Felic, I do not know what to say, other than it is beautiful it shines as if you had captured a star. "
"If I could have Eilis I would have done it just for you. The long months between our meetings have been a sweet torment. Sweet only in that I knew I would see you again." He stepped up to me and swiftly removed my shift, scorching the skin that his fingers touched. I could feel the familiar tingles and wetness begin already, yet something new was happening within me. It felt deeper and older, yet new at the same time. As our hands moved over each other's bodies, they left a trail of sparks. There in the moonlight our energies became tangible and visible. He softly laid himself on the cool grass and waited for me to make a move. I carefully lowered myself on his waiting member and felt myself filled completely. I began to move to the rhythms of the Samhain drums, as I moved in this new position, Felic could not help but look at my body. His hands continued to leave a trail of sparks as they moved from my hips to cup my breasts. Our breaths became deeper, and the light we had created changed from red, to green, to blue, to violet, then at the end when he to filled me with his seed, and the moment we filled the night with our screams we began to glow this blazing white. I shifted to let our bodies separate and lay upon the expanse of his chest. We let out a collective sigh and watched our energies continue to glow. I also noticed that the pendant he had given me was still glowing, brighter than when I had first received it.
Once we had exhausted ourselves, we rerobed and went to tell our families. To our delight, they welcomed the union and immediately brought it to the attentions of our elders. I was a bit surprised at the delight of all who knew, it was not common to marry between tribes. The high priestess wasted no time in using the magic of the night to perform the hand fasting ceremony. With the fire burning and crackling the stage was set for a spectacular event. As the words were said all I could do was look into the iciness of my true love's eyes, I may have been mistaken but I do believe I saw tears forming in them. Upon the commencement of the ceremony in front of all who is there, he pulled me into a deep kiss. There were cheers and congratulations from all who loved and knew us.
