The village was small and rustic. Wooden houses stretched out across the land. Women of different ages snuck quietly out of their houses and into the night and deep into the forest. In the middle there was a clearing and a fire was lit. The women stripped and began to dance around the fire.
I found myself in the circle among them but I remained in my dress. I looked down and thought the dress looked wretched and pitiful like a potato sack. My feet were calloused and dirty. I couldn’t see my face but my skin was the same take and my hair the same course and black. Was I a space? Was I mixed?
The fire rose as they danced their energy feeding the fire into a frenzy. Belial manifested from within the fire. “I am the king of the witches”, he said. His tall muscular frame appeared orange kissed by both the moonlight, firelight and the shadows that danced around him.
“Dance with them”, He said. I looked down and I felt as if I was planted on the spot and I couldn’t move. “I can’t move what’s wrong with me.” I felt like I was one of them but not of them. “You are out of time. You belong in the fire with me.”
He remained crouched within the flame as if the flame was too weak to hold his full height. He held out his hand. His shadow stretched out from the flames to meet mine and I felt released from where I stood. I looked at him and I thought the orange color suited him. I thought he looked beautiful. His horns stretching upwards, the shape of his body, his toes digging into the ash, sticks and sand. His thick veiny cock rising up and throbbing.
I walked into the fire and as I did the world quieted around us. The women’s bodies slowly disappeared and became mere shadows and then just smoke and then nothing. I felt no heat from the fire just a white light. A crown of flowers dandelions, dasies and white lilies appeared on my head. A white dress embroidered with golden leaves appeared replacing the rags.
“Am I becoming something?” I asked. He gently held my fingers. “Nothing that you already aren’t.” He pulled me into a full embrace. I said something I can’t remember. He repeated three times he didn’t know and held me tighter.
“You will understand after you give birth.” He said and the fire began to die out and fade away. My body felt cold and then I felt a wolf’s pelt being placed over my body.
