1. A Queen in Need - A Halloween Story


    Date: 3/15/2019, Categories: Fantasy & Sci-Fi, Author: The_Technician, Source: LushStories

    Halloween was approaching, but the days were not growing cold. That was because I was in a campground in southwestern Texas where winter doesn’t show up until February and even then it doesn’t get below forty unless the local weather people are screaming about record lows. I decided to go hiking out through the scrubbrush. The maps warn not to hike alone on a lot of the trails, but I wasn’t going up into the mountains or anywhere really difficult or dangerous. This was such a simple trail that it didn’t carry any warnings on the map except to remember to bring water and to not disturb the local vegetation. Maybe things would have happened differently if I had someone walking with me, but I really doubt it. I had been walking for about an hour when I heard someone behind me calling my name. I turned around and there was no one there. I slowly turned completely around checking out every rock and shadow but there was no one visible for miles. Then I heard my name being called again and something green and shimmering began to appear on the path in front of me. As it continued to shimmer, it slowly started to take human form. The green was a diaphanous dress that covered, but did not conceal, a very muscular and powerful, but still very curvy and beautiful, body. Her hair was a very dark auburn with orangish highlights. Her lips were redder than anything I had ever seen at the lipstick counter in Macy’s. Her eyes were sky blue and were looking straight at me. My own eyes were a ...
     little lower, checking out the dark triangle which was clearly visible through the diaphanous green. She called my named once again and my Weird Shit Meter rose to about 5. For some people that would be the time to run screaming down the trail. But I’ve seen weirder. A couple of nines and tens come immediately to mind. I try not to think of those times when the meter went totally off-scale. Compared to those times, five wasn’t all that bad. For me, five means it is time to be careful, but not scared shitless. She spoke again. “My name is Eithne,” she said. She pronounced it “en-ya” but somehow I knew it should be spelled Eithne when I wrote out this story. I walked up to her and we stood silently staring at each other for several moments. I was still carefully inspecting her marvelous body. She was gazing at me as if she was trying to evaluate me for some purpose or another. Finally she sighed and said softly, “I guess you’ll have to do.” I bristled slightly at her negative evaluation even though I didn’t know the criteria by which she was judging me. I think I said, “What?” or something like that. Whatever it was, it didn’t matter, because she ignored my response and said, “Walk through me.” It wasn’t much louder than what she had spoken before, but it was much more firm and crisp, like an order. I continued to stand there staring at her for a moment. Then her eyes bored into mine and inside my head I heard her loudly command, “I said... Walk through me!” I did, and suddenly I ...
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