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Posted: August 5th. 2007 11:56:54 PM

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A love story for Lughnasadh

by Pangur-ban

Age Group: Adult

A Lughnasadh Love Story.

I am going mad there’s no other explanation thought Claire after waking form another of “those” dreams.
The Claire in question was Claire Sheldon a thirty something single female of average height and in her estimation average described her pretty well and she would have been totally surprised to find out that many men thought her stunning. Claire was an executive in an advertisement agency work which she enjoyed immensely. So I cannot afford to have a nervous breakdown at the moment she thought to herself.
The dreams had started about six months previously and were becoming a nightly affair and they were always the same. Claire dreamed of a place she had never seen and was not sure if it even existed. The place in her dreams was a hill shaped like a woman’s breast with a tower on the top just like a nipple. And this place was calling her.
Claire was not single by choice she just seemed to frighten people of, or at least the ones worth giving a chance. The only person she shared her life with was a cat, a white and tabby mix called Tabitha.
A few days later Claire was relaxing after her lonely dinner with the telly droning away in the background when a program about the Glastonbury festival came on, being a classical music lover this would usually have been turned off, but there on the screen was her hill. It’s real she screamed at the top of her voice frightening Tabitha who leapt two foot into the air. Claire felt such a relief that she was not loosing her marbles after all.
Now Claire knew the place was real the dreams stopped only to be replaced by a compulsion to visit Glastonbury to see what she now knew was the Tor, she had to see it in person. Well Claire thought work can do with out me for awhile. So the next day found Clair heading for the West Country having left Tabitha ensconced in the local cattery. A few hours later Claire found herself on the outskirts of Glastonbury , and looking up there it was the Tor looking more impressive than she thought it would do.
After settling into her hotel room Claire thought she would explore the town the first thing that struck her was the was that a peacefulness seemed to settle on the place, it was as if a golden glow seemed to envelop the town. Then she was struck by the people it was as if she had been transported back in time to the sixties the people young and old had the look of hippies. And then she noticed the shops, they had names like The Green Man and Witchcraft. Oh no Claire thought what have I let myself in for. It was then that it happened as she was standing there almost open mouthed with shock a man came out of The Green Man doorway and knocked her of her feet I’m terribly sorry he said I don’t make a habit of sweeping beautiful women of their feet he said as he helped Claire to hers. Then Claire saw him and she felt like a shy school girl again he was beautiful there was no other word for it, tall with strong even features long greying hair and the most intense blue eyes she had ever seen. Let me take you for a coffee to make amends he said and by the way my name is John. Now Claire was not in the habit of going for coffee with strange men, but she let John take her by the hand and lead her down the street and into an arcade of shops there in a lovely vine covered courtyard was a café. When they were seated with their coffees Claire found herself telling John her story. After she had finished she exclaimed what is it about this place and the people? John let out a deep laugh that sent shivers of delight down Claire’s spine, stop that she said to herself he would not be interested in you. In answer to her question John started to tell her about the pagan history of this place and its people. The more John spoke the more she wanted to hear, and not just for the deep tone of his voice which was making her heart beat faster and faster.
Show me the Tor John, Clair asked; tonight he said when the moon is full I’ll pick you up later. Time had never seemed to go slower for Clair but eventually night came and John picked her up and they walked the few miles to the Tor in companiable silence. When they got there Claire was struck dumb by the beauty of the full moon over the Tor. Ready for a climb John said and a climb it was leaving Claire breathless at the summit. What’s your full name John she said? Never mind that at the moment John said as he took Claire into his arms and tilting her head back kissed her in the most gentle way she had ever been kissed before. Be mine Claire he said become the wife of John Barleycorn for this is who I am named after. Claire made one more trip to London to pick up Tabitha and quit her job for what does the wife of a God need a job for.

Pangur Ban 2007

Author's Location: weymouth, England
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