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!!!This is a work of fantasy, the situation portrait is of personal design. Any similar works of this are unbeknownst to me. This is protected by the International Copyright Laws as a personal story written by myself. Do not copy, edit or claim any portion of this story as your own. All violators will be reported directly to Admin of this site or of other site where posted for actions to be brought against in defending my ownership of this story. You have been warned.!!!The OfferingChapter 1The alter of offeringAll Sandra could see was darkness, shadows upon shadows upon shadows. That was all she saw in her dreams she thought as she awoke to the crowing of the local rosters. She laid there silently looking at the thatch roof of her little room up in the loft, a ray of sunlight flitered through a ragged curtain as motes of dust danced lazily in the gliming ray. It was the first day of the seed gathering season, a time where the fruits were sought for their seeds for the next growing season.It was also the day offerings were given up unto the god and goddesses that watched over them. Already Sandra could smell the smoke of various fires being lit and chants being sung in the square. She blinked her eyes and brushed a lock of her lush brown hair from her eyes, a knot of fear welled up inside her as she thought of everything she needed to do to prepare for her offering. Her bed rustled as she sat up clutching her burlap blanket to her bare brests, it was time to begin.She dressed simply in a plain cotton dresses she had tried to dye with chalk, Sandra wished she had the coppers that it would take for the tailor here to dye it pure white. She tied her dirk to her waist and looked at herself as best she could. It was slightly yellowish but at a distance she hoped it would be passable, she wore nothing beneath garment as she tried to smooth it out a little more. Her mothers old brush whose bristles were near gone managed to get the nights tossing and turning out to leave it curly to her shoulders. The brush shoke with each stroke as fear slowly creeped its way across her mind and body.Sandra had nothing but her grandma and grandpa to watch over since the bandits had attacked her home and killed her family. She herself would have been amoung them but she had managed to stab her would be rapist with a twig to the eye. Her feet were bleeding by the time she got to town and the local guard went to investigate, no one was spared not even her home or the livestock they had owned. Her grandparents had taken her in but it seemed that bad luck was upon her being.They at one time had been a properous old couple a smithy and his wife, but an accident nearly claimed both thier lives. Crippled they could not make ends met and soon it went down hill. Now they lived in a meager shack in the back of the local cooper as servants. The Cooper lost an eye when he tried to have his way with a still young Sandra, the lost of his eye almost meant they lost what they had but the coopers wife had otherwise to say.Sandra had earned the name of SightStealer, she was called names made fun of and almost raped a few times by local bullies. Her name was a testiment to what wrath they incured. The boys didn't seek after her as a wife nor did the girls want anything to do with a victim. She was alone with only her grandparents.The local horsebreeder had given her a job tending the horses of his place. He was a kind man and she often desired to call him father, he kept his boys in line and was watchful when others were lingering about when she worked. But today was her 18th birthday and she was still just a girl without a family, a husband, or a home of her own. Today was to be her first offering to appease the greater powers to be with her from now on in her life. Sandra felt a tear go down her cheek as she felt grief take hold as she knew today would be her last.It was near about mid-day, the commotions of the celebrations and offerings were in full swing at the square. Sandra slipped her feet into a pair of horse-skin moccasions the horse breeder had given her from a white mare she tried to save from a poachers arrow. She was apphaled the breeder had present the gift to her, she didnt like the idea of wear a piece of an animal she had failed to save. He had smiled at her and said that her wearing them would be the best thing for she had cared for that animal and it had cared for her, a sign of respect.She took a moment to kisses the foreheads of her grandparents as she left, she hoped that with her gone they might get better. Sandra left without looking back and head for the field where she was going to make her offering unto the powers. She walked through the crowd that seemed to part with each step, a few eyes that watched her only could do so from thier only good eye. A smile had played across the corner of her mouth as she thought of the legacy she would have left behind of Sandra SightStealer.She could hear the hush of the crowd around her as she walked past the offering stones in the square. The square faced the forest that no man would set foot in, or even set foot from the cobbles of the square onto the grass near the forest. It had been said that long ago humans were sacrified to the gods upon the stone alter at the forest edge. Those who even ventured into the woods were never heard from. Sandra stopped just short of the grass and knealt onto the cobbles."Ish Kna Fom-li, I am Sandra SightStealer and I bring an offering unto the greater powers. I have no home, no family, no money, and no husband... I have had no man nor have let a man have me... I present my offering... Na Shima Jiva..."Her words echoed in the hush of mid-day, throught the day was bright and warm it seemed a chill had creeped over them as a mist from the forest began to eminate. She stood and choked back a sob in her chest as a slow murmer began."By the gods shes not...""What the hell she thinking...""Someone get the guard...""She's going to kill us all..."Sandra shut out the words as she stepped onto the grass and heard the gasps. The shadows of the trees left the grass freezing cold and wet with the dew. It was as if the shadows would not allow the grounds to be warmed for there was no warmth in death. She couldnt hear the whispers anymore and only the sounds of the woods seemed to reach her. Wind whispered through the branches hissing and chattering like ghosts watching a spectacule.The Alter was the oldest thing that anyone in the village knew of, it was there when they built the town aeons ago. Time had worn the words that had first been found on the squarish stone alter but some of it was still legable. Legends say that those who were sacrified did so by free will for their family, they had but to read the inscription of what thier family needed and then take their own lives. Since she had no family she would do it for her grandparents who cared for her for so long.Sandra looked at the inscriptions all aligned on top of one another;Prosperity, Fertility, Power, Peace, Healing...It seemed there was something for eveyone to die for on the list, her heart began to sink as it seemed nothing on the list was suited to what she wanted for her grandparents. She almost chance a look back at the square but a sound in the forest made her look up and thats when she saw a faded inscription worn by time... it had no label only the incantation. Silently she read it in her mind making sure it sounded right, when she finished a ghostly white shadow made its way through the forest her eyes followed it before it faded into the woods again.Sandra could feel her heart race as she commited the phrase to memory and each time she read it silently the white ghost wound its way throught the forest. It was time, if just reading it in her mind would bring it than her blood would surly manifest it to her before she passed onto the next life. She drew the thin dirk and stood at the edge facing the woods and slipped the dirks tip into the top of the dress top and drew it downward tear in the dress from brest to waist.The dress fell from her body as she started to sit down, to her surprise the stone was surprisingly soft and smooth. There seemed to be a nature impression in the stone like a bowl and she could recline and still see the woods. It was time."Mila il Uhinor Tuvas nib."Sandra was surprised that there was no pain from thrusting the dirk into her heart. At first she thought she had some how messed up killing herself and so she tried again but her hands didnt respond. She looked down at her chest and could she blood seeping past the blade and starting to fill the depression she was reclining in with her own blood. A warmth began to spread into her being, she felt comforted and knew that she had done right. Then she heard branches breaking and the crowd stir in the distance, her mind couldnt focus well as darkness began to creep over her vision but she looked at the forests edge.The ghost she had seen earlier started to become more solid it move steadily in her direction and seemed to glow a strange white aura. It seemed to be of the size of a man and it seemed he had a crown upon his head. Sandra couldnt focus real well on the details as her eyes began to water, surly this was a god come to take her remains as an offering. Then it emerged... A white stallion.At first she couldnt understand why the crowd had erupted into a surprised yell then she say the crown... It was a Unicorn, she was looking at a fabled creature of thier tales. Pain coursed throught her chest and she felt light-headed. Then herr eyes focused on a horn that hover near her face, the swirls of the horn seemed to glimmer along each spiral. Sandra would have though more of what that horn was doing so close to her face but the grip of death slowly grasped her mind.Then a thought came into her mind stopping deaths squeeze it was bueatiful and made her cry thought her ears did not hear.~wilths thou be judge of me?~Sandra didnt quite understand but felt enough life in her body to answer...".....y....y-y-y..essss..."~then be judged~The horn in front of her face began to glow a brilliant yellow the tip seemed as a star had been placed upon the tip. It drew back from her face and the stallion touched it to the pommel of her dirk. Sandra watched as the plain steel blade began to glow the seemed to become liquid as it reshaped itself to a blade fit for royality. Blooded seem to flow into the metal and stain the blade and then form into a heart at the pommel of the blade, its aura began to vibrate and she felt it slid from her breast. Her last vision was a ray of light exploding from her wound into the field.Darkness... she was surrounded by darkness but then she could see the sky... she could feel her body refreshed and new as if waking from a fitful sleep. Then she saw the Unicorn standing at her legs, his eyes stared into hers and she knew that he was judging her. Sandras eyes caught a look between his legs, his penis was fully engourged the head flaired wide in anticipation. He stepped cloaser to the alter and Sandra adjusted her legs wider and tried to prepare herself.The stallion reared up and danced closer to the alter before brings his hooves crashing down to either side of Sandra's head. She never blinked as the hooves came a breaths away from landing in her face, Sandra ran her hands along his chest and barrel as her moved closer. His cock pushed against her clit as he mot settled, a shiver raced through her body like nothing she had ever done herself. Then in one motion he thrusted into her body, her mind exploded in a shudder of pleasure.Sandra's cunt strained around the massive cock, it had already filled her very being tearing the barrier and yet she knew that more would find its way into to her. The Unicorn pulled back her cunt seemed to cling to every inch that was removed before he thrusted again. An orgasm shook through her body causing her to shake uncontrollable, over and over agin the unicorn thrusted cuasing her to shake almost continualy.The unicorn pounded harder and harder, Sandra cried out in absolute pleasure. It seemed it would never end, her cum seemed to flow with each thrust. Then she felt the stallion shudder and his cock swelled, then an orgasm shook them both as the unicorns cum filled her cunt, seeping out of her tight walls and onto the stone. They both rested still joined on the alter, the cold seemed to drift away leaving only a warm afterglow for Sandra to enjoy.~You have been judged and found of worth for our blessings~Sandra felt his cock being withdrawn as he backed off of the alter and onto the ground, more cum seeped out as her cunt began to slowly return to a almost normal state. She laid there wondering for a moment before she realized it was the Unicorn. Sitting up quickly had been a bad idea as her mind began to reel slightly. The mess between her legs was a mess of cum and traces of blood. He was gone just as quickly as he appeared.It took her a moment to gather her wits when she notice her old dirks new shape. The pommel was a blood red ruby in the shape of a heart with golden unicorns securing it to the handle. A red smear seemed to mar the blade swirling its way across the surface of the blade. Sandra stood and saw a dress neatly folded on the stone edge, it was a pure white with lacing and little pearls stitched onto the skirt. It fit as if she had been poured into the dress as if the dress and herself were one.Sandra looked back towards the square and could just about see everyone from the village gathered in a semicircle at the squares edge waiting for her. She began to walk back to them wondering what would happen till next seasons offerings.!!!This has been a work of fantasy, any and all comments are welcome!!! |
