True Karma

True Karma

By: Kyara Caledonii

Copyright January 11, 1997

Midnight descended. Somewhere, a bell chimed and vibrated the night air with its melodious tune. The moon brightened the night sky in her radiant glory, pregnant in her fullness. The wind sang a lullaby through the trees, while the creatures of the evening came out to play.

A cricket chirped in the distance, a frog croaked a serenade and there in the milky darkness, under nature's canopy the lovers stood. Their skin shone brightly against the black backdrop of the forest. Their eyes sparkled with fire and passion. The smell of jasmine wafted through the air, helping to further intoxicate their already heightened senses. Only they existed at this moment in time. Something magical was taking place. They had met that evening in town. He, a Cinnamon haired stranger passing through, she, a shy young girl with brilliant Brown eyes and smoldering Red hair. When their eyes met earlier in the evening, without a word, a knowing passed through them.

All her life she had dreamed of him, never seeing his face, only knowing what the sensations were when he walked by in her dreams. Some secret part of her where her dreams were not just fiction, and that one day she would meet this mysterious stranger that had haunted her for so long.

He could not explain his reason for being in the town. He was a wanderer, a traveler. He had always been driven by this need to travel, to find something that even he was not sure of what he was looking for. His soul urged him on, demanded that he keep moving and seeking. When he arrived in the town, the oddest sensation came over him. Home, he thought to himself. Home. This is what I've been seeking. A sense of peace and tranquility came over him and finally, for the first time in all of his travels, he felt relaxed, sure of his life.

He passed by her quite by accident. As he was walking through the town, he bumped into her as she came out of a store. Their arms touched and their eyes met, but that was all it took. They stood there, watching one another for what seemed like hours. The only words she spoke to him were to meet her at the grandfather oak at the stroke of midnight and then like an apparition, she disappeared into the crowd. He needed no other prompting and precisely at the stroke of midnight, he was there waiting.

She walked out behind the tree, her hair a fiery halo around her angelic face. The air around them was charged with their energy, the ground, the water in the lake next to them, all of nature's living quarters felt the heat of these two. Destined to find one another again and again throughout their lifetimes, always finding one another by chance, but always with the same result, passion, fire, love beyond words. The ties that bound them were karmic in nature, forging a bond that neither of them could nor wanted to explain. It simply was.

As they stood underneath the canopy of the grandfather oak, they moved towards one another. Their hands met and their eyes locked, their passion and desire built and moved them on a tidal wave of desire that neither had ever experienced. Gentle and savage at the same time, they grabbed at one another blindly, reveling in the touch of the other's soft flesh.

They ran their hands above the other, simply feeling the electricity between them, allowing it to further enhance this experience. Never for a moment did their eyes miss a beat. Locked on to one another, there was no need for words between them, with their eyes seeing into the other's very souls. They told each other everything with their glances, their touches. Kisses that started out soft became more eager and they ripped at their remaining clothing, anxious to be rid of the inconvenient trappings that they as humans imposed on themselves. They wanted to be free from the binds that made them part of society and for tonight, feel the savageness that their ancestors must have felt so long ago, before rules and morality came into being.

He grabbed both of her small hands in one of his and her long hair with the other and forced her onto her knees. She did not fear this but welcomed it. She wanted him to give in to those primal forces that drive the very soul. She wanted him to revert back to the savage nature of the beast and to take her body, her very essence. He pushed her down on her back on to the cool, wet grass, never taking his eyes off of hers, never letting go of her hands.

His face was a mask of fury, passion, and desire and as he entered her, she could see his eyes change. She watched the look on his face as the intensity of the moment overcame both of them. Harder and faster he moved within her, she matching his movements, beat for beat. They rode a wave of ecstasy, oblivious to the leaves that scratched their skin or the dirt on their bodies from the ground. The only thing they knew was this raw, pure sensation that coursed through their blood as they took one another higher and higher. Her legs rested on his shoulders, on his back, on his waist. She clung to him like someone who is drowning clings to a life raft for survival. The sensations that coursed through her body were so intense that she did not think she could take another minute, another second of this beautiful pleasure. Finally, they reached that ultimate moment. Their minds, their souls, their bodies all connected in one final moment of pleasure.

Afterwards, they lay on the grass, allowing it to cool their tired aching bodies. Their arms and legs stayed wrapped around the other, each of them content to just be next to the other. Before the goddess of the moon and the very earth mother herself, they had given their souls and hearts in unison this night.

Destiny had once again brought them together; fate had once again sealed their vows. And as they bathed one another in the clear blue waters of the lake, they both smiled with contentment. They had found each other at last and their long searches had finally come to an end.

End


	True Karma By: Kyara Caledonii Copyright January 11, 1997 All Rights Reserved. Story cannot be reprinted/reproduced without Kyara's permission. Midnight descended. Somewhere, a bell chimed and vibrated the night air with its melodious tune. The moon brightened the night sky in her radiant glory, pregnant in her fullness. The wind sang a lullaby through the trees, while the creatures of the evening came out to play. A cricket chirped in the distance, a frog croaked a serenade and there in the milky darkness, under nature's canopy the lovers stood. Their skin shone brightly against the black backdrop of the forest. Their eyes sparkled with fire and passion. The smell of jasmine wafted through the air, helping to further intoxicate their already heightened senses. Only they existed at this moment in time. Something magical was taking place. They had met that evening in town. He, a Cinnamon haired stranger passing through, she, a shy young girl with brilliant Brown eyes and smoldering Red hair. When their eyes met earlier in the evening, without a word, a knowing passed through them. All her life she had dreamed of him, never seeing his face, only knowing what the sensations were when he walked by in her dreams. Some secret part of her where her dreams were not just fiction, and that one day she would meet this mysterious stranger that had haunted her for so long. He could not explain his reason for being in the town. He was a wanderer, a traveler. He had always been driven by this need to travel, to find something that even he was not sure of what he was looking for. His soul urged him on, demanded that he keep moving and seeking. When he arrived in the town, the oddest sensation came over him. Home, he thought to himself. Home. This is what I've been seeking. A sense of peace and tranquility came over him and finally, for the first time in all of his travels, he felt relaxed, sure of his life. He passed by her quite by accident. As he was walking through the town, he bumped into her as she came out of a store. Their arms touched and their eyes met, but that was all it took. They stood there, watching one another for what seemed like hours. The only words she spoke to him were to meet her at the grandfather oak at the stroke of midnight and then like an apparition, she disappeared into the crowd. He needed no other prompting and precisely at the stroke of midnight, he was there waiting. She walked out behind the tree, her hair a fiery halo around her angelic face. The air around them was charged with their energy, the ground, the water in the lake next to them, all of nature's living quarters felt the heat of these two. Destined to find one another again and again throughout their lifetimes, always finding one another by chance, but always with the same result, passion, fire, love beyond words. The ties that bound them were karmic in nature, forging a bond that neither of them could nor wanted to explain. It simply was. As they stood underneath the canopy of the grandfather oak, they moved towards one another. Their hands met and their eyes locked, their passion and desire built and moved them on a tidal wave of desire that neither had ever experienced. Gentle and savage at the same time, they grabbed at one another blindly, reveling in the touch of the other's soft flesh. They ran their hands above the other, simply feeling the electricity between them, allowing it to further enhance this experience. Never for a moment did their eyes miss a beat. Locked on to one another, there was no need for words between them, with their eyes seeing into the other's very souls. They told each other everything with their glances, their touches. Kisses that started out soft became more eager and they ripped at their remaining clothing, anxious to be rid of the inconvenient trappings that they as humans imposed on themselves. They wanted to be free from the binds that made them part of society and for tonight, feel the savageness that their ancestors must have felt so long ago, before rules and morality came into being. He grabbed both of her small hands in one of his and her long hair with the other and forced her onto her knees. She did not fear this but welcomed it. She wanted him to give in to those primal forces that drive the very soul. She wanted him to revert back to the savage nature of the beast and to take her body, her very essence. He pushed her down on her back on to the cool, wet grass, never taking his eyes off of hers, never letting go of her hands. His face was a mask of fury, passion, and desire and as he entered her, she could see his eyes change. She watched the look on his face as the intensity of the moment overcame both of them. Harder and faster he moved within her, she matching his movements, beat for beat. They rode a wave of ecstasy, oblivious to the leaves that scratched their skin or the dirt on their bodies from the ground. The only thing they knew was this raw, pure sensation that coursed through their blood as they took one another higher and higher. Her legs rested on his shoulders, on his back, on his waist. She clung to him like someone who is drowning clings to a life raft for survival. The sensations that coursed through her body were so intense that she did not think she could take another minute, another second of this beautiful pleasure. Finally, they reached that ultimate moment. Their minds, their souls, their bodies all connected in one final moment of pleasure. Afterwards, they lay on the grass, allowing it to cool their tired aching bodies. Their arms and legs stayed wrapped around the other, each of them content to just be next to the other. Before the goddess of the moon and the very earth mother herself, they had given their souls and hearts in unison this night. Destiny had once again brought them together; fate had once again sealed their vows. And as they bathed one another in the clear blue waters of the lake, they both smiled with contentment. They had found each other at last and their long searches had finally come to an end. End