A Meeting of Worlds
by Ash & lyea
Email for: Ash , lyea
Written: Thu Aug 12, 2004 9:02 am
Posted in December of 2004
The story of Ash & lyea, Part 1
Lyea, still dressed in her priestess robes, sat on an old tree stump by the lake. She was
pleasantly exhausted. The wood nymph listened to the sounds of laughter and lovemaking still
whispering through the forest. Celebrations in the forest were always grand affairs, with the
animals, the fae, the dwarves and elves all joining together in raucous enjoyment of the Great
Mother earth and all She gives. As one of her servants, lyea presided over the offering
festivities. She accepted those things that the creatures of the forest wished to donate to
others, and gave it to those in want or need. She helped settle disputes, she helped the healers
with those things they asked for, and eased those who experienced the loss of a loved one by
taking them into the fairy realm and communing with Gaia, hoping that this would ease their pain.
Often, after this kind of loss, a fairy creature would simply waste away, letting grief carry them into
the ethereal realms where they could not hurt anymore.
Lyea sighed, stood up and stretched her small, soft wings their full length, letting her spine
straighten and her back arch. She stood on her toes to stretch her calves. Although she loved her
position, it was times like this, listening to the whispers of passion in the forest, when she felt most
lonely. She shrugged, stripped off her robes, and stepped into the warm water of the lake. Lyea
felt it soothe her sore muscles. She dove and swam, letting the water caress her body as would a
lover. She floated off to the side, climbed onto a smooth rock in the shadow, and drifted to sleep,
her wings wrapped around her for warmth.
At dawn she was awakened by the sound of a horse coming through the trees. Curious, she lifted
her head and watched as a lone rider dressed all in black and a beautiful black horse the color of
midnight, rode slowly up to the lake. Lyea could tell that the rider was exhausted, leaning down on
the horse while it drank. Humans did not often come this far into the forest. Suddenly the rider
tipped and fell from the horse in a heap. Lyea sat up, startled. The horse turned its head from the
water and nuzzled its friend on the ground. Then the horse looked directly at lyea and nodded its
head.
"Please help," its look said to her. "She’s hurt."
Lyea didn't know what to do. Humans were dangerous. They could capture a fairy and do horrible
things. She heard stories in her two hundred years of life that told her more than enough about the
destruction that humans could cause. The horse softly neighed again, begging.
Lyea took a deep breath and flew over cautiously. The human was unconscious, but even dirty and
bruised, she was stunning. Short black hair was pushed away from pale ivory skin. She was tall for a
human woman, lyea thought. She bent down slowly and felt the large bump on the woman's skull.
Lyea looked at the horse and said, "she's too big for me to move. I'll have to go get help. I'll be right
back. I'll need your saddle blanket. May I take it?" The horse nodded, and Lyea took the blanket
from its back. She covered the long woman with it.
The wood nymph flew to the forest of the Elves, and went to Sarina's house. She flew up to the
window, and tapped on it. Sarina turned, lyea
blushed at the sight of the naked woman Sarina had bound and gagged on her bed.
Sarina opened the window with a quizzical look.
"Lyea? You never come this far from your forest. Is something wrong?" her elf friend of many years
asked.
"There's a human in front of my lake, Sarina. She's unconscious, and I'm afraid for her."
"A human? You interrupted my fun here for a human?" she asked, gesturing back at the woman on
the bed, who now looked faintly annoyed.
"I know, Sarina, I know. But there's something about this one…" stammered lyea.
Sarina looked at lyea, stunned. "A human, lyea? A human will drain your immortality out of you like
a leech."
"C'mon, Sarina, I'm just saying I don't want her to die at my lake. Please?"
Sarina stared at the small wood nymph perched on her window for a moment. With a sigh she
walked to the door. She yanked it open and yelled, "Basra!!"
A beautiful young woman with strong arms and long legs bound into the room, breathless and wide
eyed at the wonder on the bed, which was looking at Sarina suspiciously.
"Finish this for me, please. Do not let this lovely body leave here without being nicely welted and
well satiated. I have something pressing I have to attend to."
*****
Sarina and lyea made good time back to the lake, their magic clearing a path through the forest that
few could ever actually see.
When they got there, the woman on the ground barely stirred, and the bruises darkened slightly.
"Damn, lyea. You would have to pick a warrior," said Sarina.
"A warrior? How can you tell?" asked the nymph in surprise.
"Can't you feel the darkness on her, lyea? Or is that what is calling you, little one?" said Sarina
with a wicked grin. "I always thought you might have a little of the dark in you."
"I wouldn't know," sniffed lyea, "I've not been…touched…that way."
Sarina nearly dropped the woman she was in the midst of throwing over her shoulder.
"You what?? A creature of the forest, and, if I'm not mistaken, older than myself, and not been
touched? But why?"
"I'm a half breed, Sarina, or have you forgotten? Not even You have offered your services in the
long time we've known each other. The people of the forest have no problem with me, but they
certainly don't want to mate with me." The bitterness was evident in the small woman's voice.
Sarina's brow was furrowed. They walked along together quietly, with the warriors dark horse
following along behind. The horse grazed occasionally as they went.
Sarina turned and looked at the horse. "So, what happened?"
The butterfly sitting on lyea's shoulder translated for the horse. Lyea could understand anything
with wings, being winged herself. "They were headed home when a pack of humans attacked. They
were humans that the horse's human knew and didn't want to travel with. They hurt her, and the
horse ran to get her to safety."
Lyea reached back and scratched the beauty behind its dark ears. "Good job, lovely. What's your
name?"
"Flame. The human's is Ashwin."
*********
When they arrived at Sarina's house, Flame went around back and joined the other horses to graze
and relax, assured that Ash would be taken care of. Sarina laid Ash down in a bedroom upstairs.
One of the young women that Sarina, "took care of" looked after Ash. She got a poultice of
Comfrey and Valerian ready for her
head.
"Good thing she was out of it the whole way here," said Sarina, stretching her shoulder blades.
"She's going to have a rotten headache when she wakes up."
"Can I stay, Sarina? I'd like to make sure she's okay, since I'm responsible for you having to drag
her here and all…" said lyea.
"Right. That's why you want to stay. Lyea, think hard before giving yourself to a human. It'll
shorten your life, and they can be cruel."
"More so than yourself?" asked lyea, grinning.
With a slow smile, Sarina reached out and grabbed the little wood nymph. She wrapped her arms
around her and pressed her hard against her own long body.
"I never took you to my bed because I always thought of you as a creature apart, one of the
Goddesses chosen, and one probably not given to my, uh, particular tastes. But if you're willing,
little one, I'd be more than happy to introduce you to the pleasures of the whip…" said Sarina,
nuzzling the nymph’s ear and neck, sending
shivers down her spine and making her center throb.
"Don't go taking pity on me now, Sarina," she gasped out between sensations.
They were both taken by surprise by the sudden clearing of a throat behind them, and a husky
voice saying, "If you're busy, I can probably find somewhere else to be."
Sarina dropped the nymph with thud, the only thing saving lyea's rear end from a bruise being her
wings.
Lyea turned and looked at the now awake woman. The wood nymph was speechless. The woman's
eyes were the color of the sky right before dawn. They were a crystalline blue that was almost
clear, a blue that lyea felt herself falling into as the woman stared back at her.
Sarina watched the silent energy flow between the two with bemusement and then finally said,
"Ash, right? Your horse told us. You fell down nearly dead at poor lyea's lake, and she came to me
because as you can see, you're a bit too tall for her to carry. So, here you are in Elf country. I
assume that since we've saved your
life we can call you friend?"
Ash tried to take in where she was. "Elf country? I'm in Elf country. Flame really did get me out of
the way."
She smiled to herself, allowing herself a small chuckle as she laid her eyes on the most stunning
creature she ever saw. She smiled slowly, gazing lazily at the beautiful fairy she saw standing
before her, "Yeah, call me friend."
Lyea intimidated by the warriors gaze felt herself blushing and looked away quickly. "Come here
little one," said Ash, holding out a chapped and dirty hand.
"I can't," replied Lyea, "I can't be touched by a human."
"I promise I won't hurt you."
Lyea fluttered over to Ash who held her hand out further. "Thank you for your help," Ash
whispered as she lightly touched Lyea’s
arm.
"I should go make sure Flame is okay," mumbled lyea and flew out of the window.
Sarina smiled and headed toward the door. "Rest Warrior. I'm sure lyea won't be too far away
should you need anything."
"Again, thank you," groaned Ash, running her hand over her sore head. "I'll take just a little time to
rest and let Flame get some water, and then we'll leave."
"No rush," reminded Sarina as she gently closed the door.
Ash tore off her boots and pulled a blanket over her bruised, aching body. Her mind immediately
led her to the beautiful half breed who only moments before had captivated her with her beauty and
purity. "Maybe," thought Ash, "just maybe," as she drifted off into a painful and restless sleep.
Ash dreamed of blood and betrayal intertwined with the face of the beautiful fairy she met
recently. She tossed and turned in anger and then became calmer when images of lyea entered her
mind. When she woke some time later it was almost dark and although it took her eyes a while to
adjust to the night, she knew she wasn't alone. She reached down to her side and pulled a knife
from her belt. She heard scuffling and sat up slowly, raising the knife from her side. Suddenly, light
from a candle filled the room and there was lyea, holding a piece of bread and an apple.
"Please put down your knife Ash, it scares me."
"You shouldn't just sneak up on sleeping Warriors," chastised Ash as she put the knife back in her
belt.
"I didn't just sneak, I've been here a while," smiled Lyea. "You were fighting in your sleep but you
settled down when I sat next to you. I put a cold rag on the bump on your head. It's a nasty bruise."
"I see," replied Ash warily. She was concerned that she slept through the fairy's presence and
astounded that she didn’t stir when lyea put a rag on her head.
"Flame is doing great," lyea informed Ash. "Better than you I would say."
"I'm just fine," replied Ash with an edge in her voice.
Lyea stared at Ash and finally plucked up the courage to ask, "What does "Kumar" mean, Ash?"
"What?" Ash's eyes narrowed dangerously.
"You were saying it in your sleep. Please tell me," ventured lyea.
Ash pulled herself up on the bed and reached for her boots. She took hold of lyea's hand ignoring
her resistance. She pulled the fairy toward her. "Little nymph, you have been sweet and wonderful
and I do know a little about your kind. I understand it's dangerous for you to be so close to me, but
know that I appreciate your help. It's time for me to go."
Lyea’s eyes became large and wide and she stopped fighting Ash's grip, "So soon?" she
whispered.
"I have responsibilities. I must go." Ash whistled and heard Flame trotting toward the house. She
leaned forward and softly kissed lyea's nose. "Be good little one," Ash smiled and winked and left
the house.
Ash walked across to Flame and jumped into the saddle. She rubbed Flame's neck and told him he
looked good and thanked him for finding help. Flame knew that his warrior was in no fit state to be
leaving right now, but also knew that Ash would do what she thought was best. Ash mounted her
horse and reached down for the reigns. When she pulled her head up she saw lyea sitting in a tree
and smiled.
"Kumar, Ash" whispered lyea. Ash didn't hear a word but Flame did, and he raised his head in
surprise. He knew then that they would both be back soon.
TBC
Ashwin and lyea
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