Chapter 14

For ages, the lovers walked through the woods, going from village to village spreading their message of peace, and spreading the legs of as many women that they could.

Their conquests became legendary.

Their legend became legendary.

Yet, there was not one woman who was unsatisfied when the pair entered her village.

Mi’sun proved to be just as apt at delivering oral pleasures as Ga’min. Whether it be with her tongue or her fingers, she proved every time she could find the most tender spot of even the most hardened of women.

One day, they came across a small village of not more than 10 women. Ga’min and Mi’sun took each woman into the main tent, both making love to her until she was satisfied.

When they came to the last woman, she simply sat on a rock, looking sadly out at the valley below. Both Ga’min separately and together attempted to urge the woman to come with them, but each time, she sadly shook her head and continued her unwavering gaze at the area below.

Ga’min and Mi’sun went to a couple of the other woman of the village.

“Sexual pleasure does not cure all which ails us,” their answer came. “Many years ago, E’vela had found a true love in Ism’klu. Ism’Klu was a fierce soldier, in the days when there was a need for such people. One day, she heard a great yell coming from that very valley below. Ism’klu grabbed her sword and shield, running to save from whatever those voices came frum, but she was never seen nor heard from again.

“For many months, E’vela searched the valley for Ism’klu, but found no sign of her, found no trace of her. She searched surrounding villages, asking what had become of her. None of the people in the other villages knew. Finally, E’vela gave up her search, her heart broken. It has been more than a score since the day those shouts came from the valley, but still E’vela sits atop that rock, looking into the valley, awaiting her love.”

Ga’min and Mi’sun only had to look at each other, giving each other knowing nods, knowing what they were both to do.

That day, Ga’min went into the valley. She did not tell anyone else what she was doing, but they knew. Mi’sun, meanwhile, remained behind and sat beside E’vela on the rock, placing her head softly on the other woman’s shoulder.

E’vela sobbed, but did not chase Mi’sun off, simply sitting with the girl on the rock.

That evening, as E’vela went into her tent for the night, one of the other women went up to Mi’sun.

“That is the first reaction of any sort we have seen from E’vela since the day we last saw Ism’klu. None have ever seen her laugh, smile, frown nor cry since that day. She sighed softly. “It is a very good thing you have done for E’vela.”