Friday Fiction (Short Story)

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Please note, this story is NOT WORK SAFE and appropriate only for over 18s.

 

Beltane

She walks, Maiden of the Spring, across the sweet smelling grass on May Day. A hint of dew still glitters at this early hour, but the rising sun will soon dispel it. A blackbird chants its pleasure at the new day, and she looks up and smiles: they share the same joy. A Spring Maiden, soon to be a Summer Bride. She stands in the sunlight and waits. (Please click the text for more)

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