Sunday, March 4, 2012
They were 8 strong.
When the moose got to the edge of the lake, he took a leap and became airborne. BJ caressed his neck hump with approval.
The circle of friends clapped with approval and delight. The moose and woman were soon out of sight flying through the air above the lake and past the shore.
JC jumped to his feet, spilling Amy out onto the deck, in a sprawl. Amy stayed on her knees and crawled forward a few steps across the deck.. Reese started after BJ, stumbling down to the waters edges, taking long strides at a fast clip. Fly got up and slowly stashed his flute away safely and looked over at Gwennie touching base with his sister. He went over to Amy and helped her up. His hand lingered on her arm longer than was necessary. Her arm shimmered in the moonlight, her aura giving off sparks and whistles into his ears.
Rosie pulled out her binoculars and trained them on the lake. "I see them!" She produced a low thrumming in her throat that echoed across the lake.
The moose took a sharp turn and returned in a long glide, skimming the water just low enough for BJ to put her feet into the lake and kick and splash with her toes. He came to a stop, hovering, 12 feet off the shore, facing the crowd. "Come on in, the water is warm," BJ giggled and slid off her moose perch to plunge into the drop off at moose side. She came up and bobbed up and down, an expert at treading water. The second time she came up for air, her dress had floated off her, leaving her long brown hair to wet down her shoulders.
Reese started to enter the water fully clothed, but Rosie called out to her. JC had shed his shirt, his PA shirt sleeve tan and white back and shoulders stark in the moonlight. His pants were off soon after, wadded in a heap on top of his shoes. Without a glance back he leaped off the pier and came up chest deep with a ripple sloshing the shoreline.
Amy and Fly were much slower to react. Fly sat down on the edge of the dock and watched the pair of swimmers form patterns in the water that rose out and spun in the sky. Amy pulled off her shoes and stuck her toe in the water and processed the feeling. Her toe was caressed by the wave made by BJ and Jc's splashing. Tracers and residual visual effects fascinated her as she watched her toe move back and forth. She was totally focused on her pretty little foot.
JC dove under BJ and surfaced up with her expertly sitting on his shoulders. The water dripped off her in merry little splashes. He twirled around with her on his shoulders twice and bounced over to the waiting moose and put BJ back on the moose's patiently waiting flank. He crawled on behind her, holding on with his untanned white thigh muscles and a hand round BJ's waist.
The Moose took off again, skimming the water like an organic jet ski.
This is going to be a long night...Rosie thought and smiled to herself.
The circle of friends clapped with approval and delight. The moose and woman were soon out of sight flying through the air above the lake and past the shore.
JC jumped to his feet, spilling Amy out onto the deck, in a sprawl. Amy stayed on her knees and crawled forward a few steps across the deck.. Reese started after BJ, stumbling down to the waters edges, taking long strides at a fast clip. Fly got up and slowly stashed his flute away safely and looked over at Gwennie touching base with his sister. He went over to Amy and helped her up. His hand lingered on her arm longer than was necessary. Her arm shimmered in the moonlight, her aura giving off sparks and whistles into his ears.
Rosie pulled out her binoculars and trained them on the lake. "I see them!" She produced a low thrumming in her throat that echoed across the lake.
The moose took a sharp turn and returned in a long glide, skimming the water just low enough for BJ to put her feet into the lake and kick and splash with her toes. He came to a stop, hovering, 12 feet off the shore, facing the crowd. "Come on in, the water is warm," BJ giggled and slid off her moose perch to plunge into the drop off at moose side. She came up and bobbed up and down, an expert at treading water. The second time she came up for air, her dress had floated off her, leaving her long brown hair to wet down her shoulders.
Reese started to enter the water fully clothed, but Rosie called out to her. JC had shed his shirt, his PA shirt sleeve tan and white back and shoulders stark in the moonlight. His pants were off soon after, wadded in a heap on top of his shoes. Without a glance back he leaped off the pier and came up chest deep with a ripple sloshing the shoreline.
Amy and Fly were much slower to react. Fly sat down on the edge of the dock and watched the pair of swimmers form patterns in the water that rose out and spun in the sky. Amy pulled off her shoes and stuck her toe in the water and processed the feeling. Her toe was caressed by the wave made by BJ and Jc's splashing. Tracers and residual visual effects fascinated her as she watched her toe move back and forth. She was totally focused on her pretty little foot.
JC dove under BJ and surfaced up with her expertly sitting on his shoulders. The water dripped off her in merry little splashes. He twirled around with her on his shoulders twice and bounced over to the waiting moose and put BJ back on the moose's patiently waiting flank. He crawled on behind her, holding on with his untanned white thigh muscles and a hand round BJ's waist.
The Moose took off again, skimming the water like an organic jet ski.
This is going to be a long night...Rosie thought and smiled to herself.
They were Seven strong.
Plaintive Celtic Melodies filled the night sky and joined the whistling
of the wind through the pine as the circle of friend gently talked and
waited together in the night air.
Introductions were made, motives explained and recent history caught up and rehashed in the flickering campfire light.
They were Seven strong.
J C picked up the tune with his voice and absentmindedly stroked Amy's wavy blonde hair. Fly stole glances over at the pair and noticed that Amy's hair had start to shimmer and that ripples of color followed the tune, JC's voice and his moving fingers all at the same time. Amy was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen.
Amy felt JC's fingers in her hair as hot lightly pulsating snakes wandering through her hair. JC felt her hair as oceanic chords of lifes' tendrils united with the center of the universe.
Reese felt her body lift and ease up as the mushroom worked its magic. Her lungs expanded with air and molecules of oxygen swirled multi colored in her veins. She saw herself grow slightly larger in waves of breath and recede in her exhalations. She noticed the heart beat of others sounding off in the dark night and paced her heartbeat to match theirs. It was a singular beat that traveled around the circle, adding to the tune of the stereo.
Rosie and Gwennie sat watching, glancing from side to side, observing their friends altered state. Rosie mentally summoned up a golden light of protection to cover the group, and attempted to smooth out any jagged edges to the auras that they gave off.
Gwennie watched her brother, Fly, her dear complicated brother who was blowing a counterpart melodie on his flute, pulled from his duffel bag. He didn't go far from his musical instruments and his art supplies, both were with him for this trip.
BJ was the only restless one of the group. She moved very slowly and gracefully from chair to chair stroking the back of the chair. the shoulder of the person, the warmth of a mug. she covered the space of the circle over and over again and finally came to rest in front of the flickering fire.
She swayed to an inner tune, off tempo with the music being made around her. She started to rotate with her arms out, palms up as the inner visions transported her. BJ slowly left the ground, her feet pointed down, her legs at rest and relaxed twirling in the air.
Her lift off caught the eyes of the circle and each person's aura melted into BJ's until they were holding her up and gently nudging her skyward.
BJ looked into the woods and cooed a calling animal sound. A majestic and enormous moose stepped out of the shadows and strode towards the group a black silhouette in front of the low full moon that shone over the lake. As he moved into the light, BJ floated over to him and touched his muzzle and stroked his antlers.
She floated up to his flank and threw her legs over his back and grabbed his knotted neck hump with one hand and his antlers with another. He backed away from the group and started to canter. When he got to the edge of the lake, he took a leap and became airborne. BJ caressed his neck hump with approval.
The circle of friends clapped with approval and delight.
They were 8 strong.
Introductions were made, motives explained and recent history caught up and rehashed in the flickering campfire light.
They were Seven strong.
J C picked up the tune with his voice and absentmindedly stroked Amy's wavy blonde hair. Fly stole glances over at the pair and noticed that Amy's hair had start to shimmer and that ripples of color followed the tune, JC's voice and his moving fingers all at the same time. Amy was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen.
Amy felt JC's fingers in her hair as hot lightly pulsating snakes wandering through her hair. JC felt her hair as oceanic chords of lifes' tendrils united with the center of the universe.
Reese felt her body lift and ease up as the mushroom worked its magic. Her lungs expanded with air and molecules of oxygen swirled multi colored in her veins. She saw herself grow slightly larger in waves of breath and recede in her exhalations. She noticed the heart beat of others sounding off in the dark night and paced her heartbeat to match theirs. It was a singular beat that traveled around the circle, adding to the tune of the stereo.
Rosie and Gwennie sat watching, glancing from side to side, observing their friends altered state. Rosie mentally summoned up a golden light of protection to cover the group, and attempted to smooth out any jagged edges to the auras that they gave off.
Gwennie watched her brother, Fly, her dear complicated brother who was blowing a counterpart melodie on his flute, pulled from his duffel bag. He didn't go far from his musical instruments and his art supplies, both were with him for this trip.
BJ was the only restless one of the group. She moved very slowly and gracefully from chair to chair stroking the back of the chair. the shoulder of the person, the warmth of a mug. she covered the space of the circle over and over again and finally came to rest in front of the flickering fire.
She swayed to an inner tune, off tempo with the music being made around her. She started to rotate with her arms out, palms up as the inner visions transported her. BJ slowly left the ground, her feet pointed down, her legs at rest and relaxed twirling in the air.
Her lift off caught the eyes of the circle and each person's aura melted into BJ's until they were holding her up and gently nudging her skyward.
BJ looked into the woods and cooed a calling animal sound. A majestic and enormous moose stepped out of the shadows and strode towards the group a black silhouette in front of the low full moon that shone over the lake. As he moved into the light, BJ floated over to him and touched his muzzle and stroked his antlers.
She floated up to his flank and threw her legs over his back and grabbed his knotted neck hump with one hand and his antlers with another. He backed away from the group and started to canter. When he got to the edge of the lake, he took a leap and became airborne. BJ caressed his neck hump with approval.
The circle of friends clapped with approval and delight.
They were 8 strong.
{[ Mirror Mirror ]}
Mirror on the Wall
Here we are again..
Through my rise and fall..
You've been my only friend..
Mirror on the Wall
So why are we here
Talking to each other again..
{[ Who Knew Too.. ]}
Soft little giggles and sighs were heard from Amy as Jc's face began to turn beat red. Fingers entertwinned only momentarily as they rose themselves up off of the ground. Jc looking down at her with those piercing sky blue eyes. His mouth barely moving as he looked to her. Speaking in baritone voice...
"Where would you like to go..?"
Amy just stared at him speechless. Tilt of her head and shoulders raising in a complete I don't know state. Her thick soft pink lips working out a few soft words...
"Take me where you want to go.."
Jc took a slow nod of head as he bent down to pick up his walking stick. Standing all to quickly with back to Amy as he reached out other hand to take hers in his. Each others hands slipping back into one anothers once more. Amy looked to him as he looked deep off into the distance, turning her head to see what he was admiring so.
Day was slipping into afternoon. Beautiful golden hues covered the sky as the sun slowly worked its way down. Momentary silence between the two as they stared off into the distance. She clenching her hand tighter in his trusting he knew were he was going before they set back to the cabin were Rosie and Reese were impatiently waiting on the two..
"Where would you like to go..?"
Amy just stared at him speechless. Tilt of her head and shoulders raising in a complete I don't know state. Her thick soft pink lips working out a few soft words...
"Take me where you want to go.."
Jc took a slow nod of head as he bent down to pick up his walking stick. Standing all to quickly with back to Amy as he reached out other hand to take hers in his. Each others hands slipping back into one anothers once more. Amy looked to him as he looked deep off into the distance, turning her head to see what he was admiring so.
Day was slipping into afternoon. Beautiful golden hues covered the sky as the sun slowly worked its way down. Momentary silence between the two as they stared off into the distance. She clenching her hand tighter in his trusting he knew were he was going before they set back to the cabin were Rosie and Reese were impatiently waiting on the two..
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