Lesbian Erotica, Volume 2 by Carla Blake

Author:Carla Blake
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Lesbian, Erotic, Erotica, sex, sexy, gay, adult
ISBN: 9781783337958
Publisher: Andrews UK
Published: 2014-06-09T04:00:00+00:00

The Daisy

I awoke in the cold, or at least, it should have been.

The short, stubby trees around me blew furiously in the wind and the long, winter grown grass whipped back and forth as if adamantly refusing all it was offered. Overhead the sky was grey and laden with threatened rain whilst the church looked strangely stooped, as if it too, sensed impending storms and was trying to hunch its shoulders against it.

Yet none of this affected me and I stood, unmoved by either wind or temperature. The clothes I was wearing, my favourite Wiccan dress in black velvet with a crimson front, remained still, impervious to the maelstrom going on around me. My hair didn’t stir, my skin didn’t shiver. I was cocooned in a bubble of calm whilst the Cornish weather stamped its feet at my insubordination and I failed to explain it.

After a while, I sat where I stood, on the uneven gravel path and gazed around me.

It was, I supposed early evening, though it was difficult to tell by the light alone. Rain had indeed started to fall, darkening the sky from grey to black and although I saw drops land all around me, on the path, the church and on the myriad of gravestones that stuck out from the ground at increasingly drunken angles, I failed to feel its damp embrace. Instead I remained dry, unmoved and confused.

I sat all night this way, until the rain stopped and stars punctured the blackness. The moon sporadically poked through the clouds, illuminating the graveyard I squatted in and occasionally a bat would flutter overhead, yet still I sat, impervious to the weather, numb to my own thoughts, afraid to question the obvious because I could not begin to explain it.

I was dead and as much as the idea made me shrivel inside, I knew it to be true. I had died, when I could not recall, but there was no getting away from it. I was no longer alive and had thought I had moved on. Yet here I was, feeling no different from when I’d actually existed. I still looked the same, felt the same, at least to my own hands, and yet, clearly, I was no longer of this world.

I checked my teeth, running a finger along the upper set and searching for the tell tale sting of sharpened fangs synonymous with the Vampire. I knew I was being ridiculous. I had not died from being bitten by a Vampire, so why should I be one now? It made no sense at all, yet still I thought it wise to check.

Eventually I stood as the pale disc of the sun struggled over the horizon to stretch weak tendrils across the path. Deliberately I moved to stand in the faint shaft, certain that if I was anything less than what I’d been when I died, I would instantly crumble to dust and perish, but nothing happened. My foot, clad in black slippers with white embroidered leaves, did not disappear, nor did I feel any pain or heat.

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