THE WHEEL OF THE YEAR*
*By GILDA LILY*
Well, it's been a whole turn of the Wheel since I started this
with Mabon, and it's been fun for me to write. I hope it's been
much fun for you to read.
Rated NC-17 for m/m sex.
Disclaimer: I don't own 'em, Alliance does, more's the pity.
(c) August 1, 1998 A Merry Lammas!
*The heat shimmered as Ray watched his hand glide over the paper
in front of him, his ballpoint pen making graceful curves and flourishes
as he wrote. Not a breeze stirred or a sound was made as the
surrounding forest maintained its silence.
Benny was out there, preparing the meadow for what was to come.
looked down at Dief, who was lying at his feet, eyes closed and
panting. He ruffled the wolf's fur. Poor boy. He was more
to Arctic cold than this frying-eggs weather.
Ray looked down at the paper again and after a moment's
hesitation, began to write furiously.
* * * * * *
Benny carefully set out the Four Quarters with candles, and he
out the altar cloth and set it over the small wooden table that
serving as the altar. The morning sun was already blazing down at
10:00, making him feel slightly wilted like a forlorn piece of lettuce.
He set out the requisite tools: athame, crystal ball, statuettes, candle
holders. The candles would be set out just before the circle was cast
to insure against melting.
He looked at his handiwork with satisfaction. Yes, those ruby
of the crystal ball's dragon base were positively dazzling in the
sun. They would be perfect, a wonderful counterpoint to his beloved's
He picked up the sheaves of wheat, barley and oats, and added some
fruits, nuts and freshly-baked bread to the altar. Satisfied with his
arrangement, he tilted his face to the sun and drank in its rays.
He walked back to the cottage, humming to himself as he picked
wildflowers and sniffed them delightedly. He entered the cottage
and saw Ray at the table, deep in thought as he stared out the window.
Dief looked up at Benny's entrance and the Mountie put a finger
lips. He quietly walked over to Ray, whose green eyes were
"Ray," he said softly.
Startled, Ray looked up. What he saw in the depths of those eyes
made Benny swallow, and then extend his hand.
Ray took it and they remained as a tableau for several seconds,
they left the cottage together, Dief staying behind in the
Ray smiled as he saw the set-up in the meadow. He turned to his
and said, "It looks great, Benny."
"Thank you kindly, Ray."
The sun blazed down, brilliant yellow all around them in the color
of the wheat and grasses, in the dappling of daisies, lazy Susans, and
The circle was cast and Ray led the chant this time:
"Now is the time of the First Harvest,/When the bounties of Nature
give of themselves so that we may survive./O God of the ripening
fields, Lord of the Grain,/Grant us the understanding of sacrifice as
You/Prepare to deliver Yourself under the sickle of the/Goddess and
journey to the lands of eternal summer./O Goddess of the Dark Moon,/
teach us the secrets of rebirth/As the Sun loses its strength and the
nights grow cold."
Benny picked up the sheaves of wheat and rubbed the heads, the
falling to the altar. Then Ray picked up a rosy peach and bit
it, savoring its sweet juices. Benny did the same and picked up
"We partake of the First Harvest, mixing its energies/With ours
that we may continue our quest for the starry/Wisdom of perfection./O
Lady of the Moon and Lord of the Sun,/Gracious Ones before Whom the
stars halt their courses,/We offer our thanks for the continuing
fertility of the Earth./May the nodding grain loose its seeds to be
buried in/The Mother's breast, ensuring rebirth in the warmth/Of the
They ate the rest of the fruit and performed their magick spells,
their desires taken from the heart as they entwined their fingers.
Closing the circle, they headed back for the cottage.*
*CONSUME THY FRUIT..."*
*Dief had gone out to the watch the circle and now trailed behind
them as they walked toward the cottage. They still held hands as they
moved in silence.
When they reached the cottage, Dief left them to their own devices,
which he knew to be mating (smart wolf!) and they entered the coolness,
a welcome relief from the blazing sun.
Up to their bedroom, then a slow removal of clothing, and a small
sigh as they sank to the bed. It was glorious, this room, this cottage,
each other. They lived in magic and made magic every time they made
Benny brushed Ray's cheek and his eyes filled with his love. They
kissed, and then their bodies came together, entwining and rubbing,
their breathing as one, and hands were roaming and teasing, and their
nipples touched, sending tingles through two spines as the hot breeze
became cool in the depths of the forest and sprinkled through their
"*'How do I love thee'*?" Benny breathed, and Ray answered,
heart and soul and sinew...'*"
And Benny opened, like a flower, and took Ray in, and they were
joined with blood and bone and fire, and the brilliant sun of
knew its equal when they sparked and roared, consuming each other
in the heat of their love.
And afterwards, when they lay in the coolness of the waning day,
Benny said softly, "*'Consume thy fruit, O Wise One'*."
"Did you just call me a fruit?"
Benny's eyes widened and his mouth opened into an 'O', and then
both laughed, pressing closer together.
"Wait here." Ray wiggled out of the embrace and padded downstairs,
coming back with the paper he had been writing on earlier. He handed
to his lover as he settled back into his arms. Benny read it avidly,
tears filling his eyes, then slowly quoted:
*With all my heart,
I love thee,
And always will,
You are my life,
My reason for living.
You're like wine,
Heady and sweet,
And you fill me
With your goodness,
Of our lives.
I love you.*
"Oh, Ray," Benny breathed, and he hugged his Italian to him,
smiling and saying softly as he stroked his beauty's hair, "And
Lammas to you, too, Benny."
Another Wheel Of The Year had turned.*
*BLESSED BE TO ALL,*
*AND TO ALL A GOOD NIGHT!*
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