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Me among twelve. And when festival has ended for Uninitiated, we, nude, ran at late night those thirty stages that Separate a field from a temple.- And further?
- It cannot be told. Female secret, and all of us are connected by the awful
Oath. But it is remembered on all life. And run in the field too cannot be forgotten.
You run under the bright high moon, in silence of night, near to fast and
Beautiful girlfriends. We rush, hardly concerning the earth, all body - as a string,
Waiting for a touch of the goddess. Branches fleetingly concern you, a breeze
- the excited body. And when you pass terrible crossroads with guards - ... - Tais has stopped.
- Speak further, you so well tell, - have impatiently told
- The feeling of clearing from only comes. You will stay, and heart so
Fights... You will stretch hands and you will sigh deeply, and it seems: still an instant - and
You will be carried away afar, in a smell of a grass, wood, the sea. You will disappear in a moonlight, as
The salt thrown in water, as a centre smoke in the sky. There is nothing between you and
Mother-earth. You - It, and It - you!
Ahead a strip of the trees limiting a field from the north.
All was silent around, only hardly the wind carrying a smell rustled Thyme. It clearly distinguished Tais, but saw nothing in a distance. They
Have stood, listening by the night, embraced their black coverlet, then have descended
From a footpath in the field. Many times it the earth was fluffy, sandals Were deeply loaded in it. At last Tais has stayed, has sighed and has thrown
It was straightened and, having lifted hands to a head, has removed a tape and has let hair down. It
Was silent. Fingers of her hands were compressed and unclenched, caressing hair Ptolemeja,
Sliding on its nape and a neck.
From the damp, warm, recently ploughed up earth there was a strong fresh
It was stretched in mighty languor.
it has felt in itself force of the titan. Each muscle of its powerful body
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