Memory Lane

Julia arrived in Ireland.  She hadn’t visited in years, almost a decade.  She caught a cab from the airport, and went to the same hotel she’d stayed in as a newly adult witch.
Just around the corner from the hotel was a pub, a place that specifically catered to magical folk.  After checking and leaving her bag in her room, she walked over to the pub.  She stood outside a moment, the familiar building making her hungry.

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Colin Charms a God

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Victoria and Colin spread the blanket in the shade of the small copse of trees. They both began setting up the ritual tools. “So this will appease Him?” Victoria asked.

Colin nodded, “It should. Our trade should keep Anubis from seeking to return the Pharaoh to the Land of the Dead.”

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Alice Rolls the Dice

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Alice was still overwhelmed with the quality of the holograms in the program.  Domaris had captured not only the tactile textures, but the sounds and even scents of the scene.  Alice took a deep breath, smelling the mix of rich incense, wine, and the heavy musk of sex.  It was time to roll the dice.

Alice held the dice in her hand; they were smooth and cool.

She shook them in her hand, her eyes flickering over the various players of the game.  To her left was a man being fucked in the ass, and a line of three men waited their turn.  Next to him was a woman with her face buried in another woman’s pussy.  A man stood behind her, positioning himself to fuck her.
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Julia’s Troll

Julia couldn’t believe she was alone in the Norwegian woods, wearing only her coat and boots.  She felt a little ridiculous half dressed in the woods, but Bjorn insisted this was another important step in her training.

So she was alone, almost naked in nearly pitch black woods.  “How can it be so dark?” Julia muttered.  Tripping on another tree root, but this time she dropped the lantern.  “Damn it,” she hissed when she heard the tinkle of breaking glass and the light went out.
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Full Moon

Samantha pulled her emerald cloak a little tighter around herself.  She could hear the faint sound of the drums and see the orange glow of a fire in the trees.  She made her way down the dark path, the drums beginning to beat in her blood.  The autumn air held a chill that invigorated her.  She followed the path and the crisp scent of wood fire toward the meeting.
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Night

The heat broke with sunset.  The air was still damp, but finally cool. The temperature kept dropping as it got darker.

I had the house to myself, and I was getting ready for bed.  I stayed in shower letting the cool water pull the heat from my skin.  I’d been sleeping nude, so I dried off but didn’t bother with clothes.  I tied my hair up in a messy knot, wanting its damp weight off my back.

As I was locking up, the breeze flowing through the screen door was irresistible.  The yard was dark, and I could see the mist rolling in.  There wasn’t even much of a moon.

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