Chapter 3 Visions and Premonitions
Galahad gently laid me down on the soft earth and caressed my face with his left hand. Next, he disrobed and I soon followed. I openly spread my legs for him and let him enter me. At first he was gentle, thrusting in and out but next it evolved into mere madness. He started frenzy and I started to quietly moan as he did his share of panting. As we reached the climax I slightly arched my back and whimpered but when the sexual tension was relieved, I just heaved breath.
I awoke early in the morning to pray to the goddess and felt a little odd from the dream I had. At a very young age, it was discovered that I had the Sight, a gift that the goddess gave to a select few. I was even taken to see mighty priestesses and the legendary Merlin. He assisted me in learning new things about my gift and how I could use it to advantage. I often times had the Sight in my dreams and in omens that I would see in nature. As I poked my head out of the tent, I noticed that the snowfall had ceased. There wasn't anything I could offer the great goddess except all I owned which was a tattered a frock and a small seashell necklace my mother gave me when I was a child. The Roman slavers tried their hardest to pry it out of my hands when they discovered me but I was too much of a hassle for them. I bit, kicked, and attacked them like a berserker. When I came to live at the plantation of Marius Honorius, he didn't care if I had that because it was worth nothing.
"Gwenledyr, I gave you this necklace for protection. When you are in cold places and away from the sea, just press the shell to your ear and you can hear the sea. And whenever you wear it think of me, whenever you are silent on a summer's day, you will hear my voice in the wind. Oh Gwenledyr! I love you and I will miss you." I remembered my mother saying as she embraced me then was taken away to a plantation far to the south of Briton.
I withdrew from the tent after I neatly combed my hair with a comb Fulcinia, lent me. She also lent me another gown which was similar to my purple one but it was a rich orange color with yellow and gold ribbon. She even gave me a gold ribbon to weave into my braid that I wove down my back.
"Fulcinia," I started, "Do you wish me to return the two gowns you've bestowed upon me?" She shook her head no and replied, "Oh no, no. You may even keep them. I have too many more. You may even take as many as you want. I have not the figure for it and they are from when I was a young woman." I was speechless, all I could say was, "Thank you."
The sun had not yet risen and the stars seemed like diamonds in a dark blue cloth. The kind of thing I had always wished to own. After I chanted my daily devotions and a few protection spells, I closed my eyes.
I saw the man with the golden braided beard with a cross bow in one hand and a sword in the other. I next saw Tristan and Lancelot buried in blood saying, "They are coming!" I replied, "Who?! Who is coming?" They did not answer me. They both collapsed and let death overcome them.
I came out of my vision and a thought came to my head that I needed to make a long bow. It was the only weapon I knew how to make well. It also was my favorite weapon. I set to work making a bow and arrows then strung it around myself. I was still troubled by the premonition I received hours earlier and I came to the decision that I had to do something about it.