This is a continuation of the story. Please read the previous chapters or this won't make much sense.
This is the third day, how much longer can she go?
I heard the voice of my mother. I guess I had been asleep for 3 days?
She has begun the journey; we must trust the wisdom of the Goddess.
This was the voice of the Keeper.
She will sustain her. The other one has restored the missing knowledge of the Magihus; truly Lys guides her path.
I opened my eyes to find…nothing. The world was dark and silent—I am still asleep, apparently. Such power had overcome me when our family made love, I had felt so close to the Goddess. Remembering the previous visions, I reached up and a light formed above me. I unfastened my robe and let it fall to the floor and stretched out my arms. As I absorbed the light into me, I started to glow again.
I found myself on a stone slab in a cavern, with no light but my own. Usually cave systems would be cold, but it was warm and slightly humid here—for which my naked body was glad. There was only one way out and nothing else in the room, so it seemed there was only one choice to make. As I got up and headed towards the opening, a glint of light on the wall caught my eye. I saw a crystalline structure jutting out from the wall; it was black and glossy, like Obsidian. I touched my hand to it, and the darkness inside fled; the crystal now glowed with a pure white light of its own. A lamp!
As I walked down the corridor, I saw more crystals. Each one I touched was purified, and became a lamp to the halls around me. I came upon another room, with a stone altar; it had two white pillars with a fire pot hanging between the two, just like my previous dream.
"Welcome to your journey, my Daughter." I heard the voice of Lys as she materialized from the mist in front of me. She was beautiful as ever, completely nude. She was floating in the air, and her skin was radiant; her perky breasts seemed to float around, as if unaffected by gravity. "You need not face this journey alone. I have revealed secrets to your sister Runa; she is working on a way to aid you."
With that, I saw her disperse into a cloud of mist again. The altar crumbled and fell into itself, reforming as a stone slab. The mists coalesced on the slab, and I saw what looked like…people. Yes, there were two; a female was laying down and a man was on top of her. The movements became clear, and I could see they were deep in the throes of passionate love-making. They were chanting foreign words, I couldn't make sense of them. The chanting and breathing became more erratic as their pleasure built. Their faces finally formed—it was my sister Runa, getting pounded by my brother Hagen's cock!
Runa's breasts swayed with each thrust, and her voice seemed to moan as she kept reciting the incantation. Hagen's arms were strong and muscular, more so than I remember; his chest was hard and his abs were chiseled. He looked so powerful… maybe it was my own arousal, or maybe I never paid attention before; but in any case it was so hot. I felt a familiar heat below, and I reached down to find my pussy was practically dripping wet. I had to take care of this.
I inserted my fingers and started moving them back and forth, in sync with the thrusts of my brother's cock into my sister's pussy. The light of my skin grew stronger with my arousal. Soon I heard Runa cry out "Hagen, it's working! Keep pumping! Fuck me harder!"
Hagen's pace quickened as he responded, "Yes! Oh Gods, yes! Can't believe I'm fucking my own sister."
Then their voices joined in unison, "We are parts of a whole. Our flesh is one. Let our Hugr be joined with our sister's. Let us walk the path of dreams to light her way."
By now, I was flat on the ground, still fingering myself deeply. I could stand it no more, the orgasm started coming upon me. I heard Runa and Hagen yelling in pleasure. My cry of pleasure echoed in the cavern around me as well, and I laid my head back to catch my breath.
"Oh by the Goddess, what happened?" Hagen asked. "Where'd the temple go?" I looked up to see him dismounting Runa and the slab, and looking around.
As Runa got off the slab, she pointed at me and said "Hagen, look! It's Astrid!" They ran over to help me off the floor. "We were so worried about you!" she said.
"I'm ok." I said, using a soothing voice to keep her calm. "From what I saw, you guys are doing pretty good yourselves!"
"Astrid, your skin is glowing!" Hagen said, looking me over. His eyes lingered long on my breasts and pussy. "And what is this place?" he asked.
I put my hands on their shoulders and said, "Welcome to my dream. Lys has called me to undertake a journey of some kind here, and I'm glad you guys are here to help." I pulled them close and we all hugged tightly. I felt Hagen's semi-erect cock against my pelvis, his hair against my chest, and Runa's soft breasts pressed against my own.
Runa started to explain, "Astrid, the Keeper took us to the Magihus. They had hundreds of ancient books and scrolls, but most were damaged or incomplete. I remembered them from my dreams, and we fixed them up. There were a number of rituals for things like fertility, healing, crops, rain… and one in particular was for dream-walking. We used this ritual to come to you."
Hagen continued, "Initially, none of them worked; there was no power. Runa remembered reading that spells need a source of Magicka to power them, and suggested that we could draw on Lys' power sexually. So we went to the temple and made love, and I guess it worked because now we're here."
"Well," I said, "you're not actually here, any more than I am. What we see is the manifestation of our Hugr, our consciousness. Come, let's go together." We tread down the path of the cavern some more. They were impressed by how I could light the crystals up. Runa tried to, but it didn't work. "Your power is not yet manifest; but I feel it will be different than mine, anyway."
There was a bluish light coming from ahead. We found the cavern opened up into a forest clearing. It was night time, and a
very large
full moon hung in the sky.
"What is this place?" Hagen pondered out loud.
I led them around to look, illuminating everything around us. "Everything is dead here…the trees, the grass, the animals."
Runa pointed to the center of the clearing. "Sister, look!" We approached a gnarled-looking staff just sitting in the ground, and it started to emit a faint green glow from symbols carved into it.
"This is a remnant of Freyja's domain…" I said. "Runa, take it."
As she extended her hand to take it, the staff seemed to pull itself to her grasp. It glowed and grass sprouted around it. As she moved it around, the grass sprang back to life around it. Suddenly she looked tired, like she was going to fall over; she planted the staff in the ground to steady herself, and I could see her energy draining into the staff. The forest started to sprout again, at the cost of her energy.
"Runa, no!" I shouted, coming over to hold her. I reached a hand up and a shard of light appeared overhead to come down into my hand. I could see what looked like a fixture on the top of the staff, and I jammed the shard into it. It seemed to fit perfectly. The green energy of the staff changed to white, and I could see Runa being recharged; not only that, but the forest sprouted even faster. The moon overhead started to get brighter, and take on an orange hue. The world became the color of sunrise, and we could hear the sounds of birds chirping in the distance.
She stood up and said, "Thank you, Sister. I
felt
the forest. It was in pain and dying. I wanted to help it, but I didn't have the strength. The shard of Lys empowered both the staff and me again. I feel it—the forest, it is… happy once again."
Now that the foliage had been restored, we saw a path leading away from the cave. Hagen pointed to it, "Looks like that's where we need to go." He started off towards it, and we followed. Runa, unsure of what might be next carried the staff with her.
We heard some noises ahead; as we got closer it sounded like growling and snarling. "Get down!" Hagen commanded. He put a finger to his lips and crawled forward. Runa and I followed. It was somewhat comical, watching Runa's breasts and Hagen's scrotum swaying underneath them as we moved. Suddenly there was a roar, and the yelp of a dog.
When we approached the clearing, it seemed whatever it was had run off; there was a very large—but dead—wolf in the center. "Stay here," Hagen said, and then approached cautiously. After looking around a bit, he motioned for us to come out. We stepped closer to inspect the wolf, and saw it was much larger than any of us. Its throat was ripped out, and had multiple large gashes—claw marks?
When Hagen touched it, the body glowed a soft red, and it seemed to deflate; most of the innards just disappeared.
"This is a remnant of Odin's domain," I said. I knelt down and placed my hands on the body; it glowed white and parts of it reshaped. The skull and back became a head covering, the torso became a loincloth. The leg-bones had fused together, and what looked like the fangs jutted out from the side. "Hagen," I said. "Take it. I fear whatever we may face ahead will require this."
He donned the armor and grabbed the makeshift club. He looked absolutely stunning; he was a picture of manly perfection, and it was getting me excited. "This is why we trained, isn't it?" he asked, referring to the gruelling combat training we endured as we grew up.
Before anyone could answer, we heard a snarling sound at the edge of the clearing, and a large creature appeared. It had the posture of a man, but also thick black fur, sharp claws, and a decidedly canine-looking face with lots of pointy teeth. "A werewolf!" Hagen exclaimed.
It lunged at us, but Hagen smacked it with the club; in a single powerful blow, it was sent flying to the ground. "Be careful!" Hagen warned.
"It's dead," Runa said.
"Are you sure? That seemed too easy." Hagen said.
I reached up, and a ball of light appeared over it. Then it dropped down as a fire onto the creature. The black fur seemed to burn away, and what was left shocked us all: It was the man we knew as Father.
