Bru Na Boinne: present day
Ida and Craig left the monument and returned to the hotel for breakfast and a quick nap. The morning was grey and overcast and so the night had been a total bust. Ida's dream was still in her mind. It had been an odd dream but the subconscious works in funny ways. She was already thinking about the implications of her insight for potential research questions. The idea that the basins, something of a mystery to archeologists, were designed to let heated rocks warm the interior was an insight and she was starting to wonder how she could test that. But nagging in the corner of her mind was the dream itself. It seemed so real, how could her subconscious have invented the details? The only other explanations were totally unbelievable and made her seem crazy, she didn't even want to consider them.
They ran a few errands in the grey morning light, including purchasing a small camp heater to warm the cold chamber where they would spend another night. By midday, the sky had begun to clear and Ida's spirits soared!
"Oh my god, Craig, this is awesome! We may get to see the Solstice Sun from inside the monument!" She was as giddy as a child on Christmas Eve, she thought and then laughed out loud since Christmas evolved from the early Solstice rituals.
Late in the afternoon, as the sun was setting through a crystal clear sky, Ida and Craig made their way back to the monument. The last tour group was leaving, and while they still had to reset all her equipment, it was at least already inside the monument. They set to work, and by the time the sun had set, her equipment was ready and functioning. Darkness closed around them again, but this time Ida felt giddy as she could see stars appearing. Craig curled up with a book on their bedding strewn about the floor. Ida's excitement mellowed into the mechanics of collecting data and she occupied herself, checking and rechecking Her equipment. As the night deepened, Craig began to doze, and Ida felt her eyelids growing heavy. She closed her eyes, and dozed too, Craig's warmth and light snore, a comfort in the cold winter night.
Ida woke well after midnight. Her excitement rushed over her as She recalled a vivid dream of a fire-lit banquet on the hill outside. Ida wandered out of the monument to stand at the entrance. It was a spectacular night and She looked up at millions of stars spread across infinity and felt the immensity of time and space. Who else had stood here five thousand years ago and pondered a similar sky? She began to think about how important this night could be for a Neolithic tribe scratching out a meager existence in the bend of the river. This was the depth of winter for them, the longest night of the year. She wondered what Gods they prayed to here and what did they pray for? Was it a Goddess? A Woman figure of fertility? Feeling slightly crazy, Ida spread Her arms wide and looked up into the infinite.
"Oh Goddess of the Tunnel," She giggled, the tunnel? "Come, be with me tonight, on this. the holiest of nights."
Her voice cracked as shivers ran down Her spine. She felt alive, excited and aroused. A myriad of emotions swept over and through Her. She spun and almost danced for a moment, before finally laughing at Herself and heading back into the monument.
Craig was lying there on the blankets and sleeping bags they had strewn around. Craig had taken off his coat and She felt a rush of love and arousal wash over Her as She looked at him sprawled on the cavern floor. Ida was contemplating tearing off his clothes and hers, when she shook her head and thought, 'Crazy. I need to check my equipment, this isn't supposed to be a romantic getaway.'
Ida went and looked at the computer captures that were taking data from the sensitive equipment. The equipment seemed to functioning beautifully, and the data looked right. She was giddy and felt overwhelmed with emotion, and strangely, intensely, sexually aroused.
Hearing Craig stirring behind her, Ida turned and saw that He had woken. His eyes met hers and She could see, even in the dim light, He was deeply aroused. His desire fueled the sexual fire She had been fighting. She could see by the bulge in His jeans that He desired Her. "I...I had a dream," his voice deep with sexual tension, "about you and I, here."
He didn't have to say more, She knew what the dream was about, and She remembered Her dreams. It was almost like She was watching Herself and
She heard herself saying, "I want you, right now."
Her fingers were fumbling with Her buttons and clothes, stripping the layers. She was swaying to the rhythm of Her heartbeat and slowly undressing. Her mind was confused and overwhelmed, this was, well, odd, and yet amazing. Craig watched as She began to undress, His one hand clumsily trying to undo His shirt, while the other was slowly stroking the bulge in His jeans.
In a moment Ida found Herself standing naked in the center of the main chamber. She beckoned to Craig and He removed his clothing. When Craig stood, completely naked, they stepped into each other's arms and began to kiss. Ida's passion was stronger than She had felt ever in Her life, it was almost like a combination of Her first experience and also like She had been deprived or separated from Craig for a long time. She pulled His naked body against Hers, feeling His cock teasing at the entrance of Her surprisingly wet pussy. She covered His mouth with Hers and grabbed the back of His head, almost violently kissing him. Craig, though, was not at all to be outdone; She could feel His passion as His hands grasped at Her ass pushing Himself against Her. They kissed deeply and Her mind went to the blowjob She had given Him the night before. She could almost taste Him and the memory of His throbbing cock in Her mouth drove Her wild with passion.
