The moon’s light showered down between the branches of the trees illuminating a wooded pathway in the ghostly white light. Ahead she spied a thatched-roof cabin with smoke billowing from the chimney. A warm glow radiated from inside the windows.
Through the thin glass, she spied a man and woman making love. When the lovers reached climax, the man rose and walked to another room. Katerina watched the woman resting naked and peaceful in bed waiting for her mate to return. Spinning into vapor, Katerina materialized inside the cabin behind the naked man.
He spun around aghast to find Katerina standing before him. Quickly, he covered his nakedness. “What are you doing here?”
Katerina did not offer a reply, only neared him with seductive tenderness.
“What are you doing?” the man repeated paralyzed.
Reaching her arm around him, Katerina drew herself closer to him. She lowered her face toward his shoulder, first kissing him tenderly as a lover, and then sank her fangs into his neck drawing his life into hers.
Upon hearing the thud of a body falling to the floor, the woman called from the bedroom. “Arnošt!”
The woman leaped out of bed and rushed to find her lover lying in a heap of lifeless flesh. She covered him with her own body heaving with heavy sobs not understanding his sudden demise. Lifting her gaze, she saw Katerina appearing to hover in the hallway.
“Why?” the woman simply asked.
Katerina floated to her lifting her by the chin with only her intention. “Love, my dear,” she said, and then offered the woman the same fate as her lover.
She vanished from the couple’s abode and surfaced inside Siegfried’s bedroom. Her eyes transfixed on his bare knees, to his under britches that covered him to his waist. She watched the gentle rising of his chest with every inhale and a slight surrender of his body with each exhale. There was such serenity in his slumber, and she wondered where his dreams have taken him. Were they with her, or another woman?
Lowering her hand just above his face, just close enough to touch the tip of his nose, she guided her palm over his chest, his waist and groin. She felt his energy and it raced through her nerves to her heart. Wanting so much to lie down beside him, she resisted. Instead, she stood above him as if a dark guardian angel protecting him from evil forces, protecting him from herself.
He opened his eyes and studied her with an illusionary grin. She noticed by the state of his expression and his bodily reaction that he was not fully conscious, not present with current reality. He was in fact dreaming of her. Not able to trust herself, she disappeared, returning to the solitude of her own bedroom.
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