We're on an early spring vacation in
Ireland. Today we have been touring the countryside, seeing all the land
begin its return to the classic Irish green! We stopped for lunch in a
quaint and cozy Irish pub. The food was delicious, and we had a couple pints
o' Guinness.
After lunch we continued our tour of the countryside, and now it's
beginning to get dark so we decide to head back to our hotel. It's then we
discover we're lost! What shall we do? We drive a few miles, or kilometers
being that we're in Europe, and shortly we see a building up ahead. It's a
castle! Hmmm… it's not listed in our tour guide. So we stop at the castle;
it would be better to spend the night there rather than in the car. The
evening has become quite cool, so I grab a blanket from the trunk and we
head into the castle as the night is looming.
The castle is run down, it must be ancient. It's not much warmer in
here, but it's dry and we'll be out of the wind. I look and see that the
fireplace looks quite useable, though there's nothing to use for fuel to
build a fire. So we find a spot to sit, and snuggle up closely to keep warm.
Though we were wide awake when we entered the castle, strangely we are
growing very tired. We can't seem to keep our eyes open, and sleep overtakes
us.
When we awake a little while later we are amazed to find the castle
transformed! A blazing, warm fire has been laid in the fireplace. The room
adorned with rich furnishings, rugs cover the floor, and tapestries hang
from the walls. We notice a table set with a lavish dinner. We're totally
puzzled, thinking we must be dreaming, but both of us? We might as well go
with it, so we head to the table to see what's there. Looks good, seems
real, and we're famished so we dive in. The food is delicious! The wine
tastes finer than the most expensive French label. It's an exquisite meal.
While we were eating we noticed music is playing from somewhere in the
castle, so after we finish our meal we start to explore the castle, and try
to find the source of the music. The castle isn't very large; probably the
former residence of some minor lord of the land, but it's adorned with many
beautiful things. The decorations in the castle seem to be very old. A few
suits of armor, swords and weapons hung on the walls, along with many
fabulous oil paintings.
We can't seem to locate the source of the music, so we decide to
surrender to the magic of the castle. We know the castle is here, and we're
not dreaming. We may as well relish the enchantment.
When we return to the main room we see the table has been cleared, but
the bottle of wine we were drinking has been replaced with another one.
There's no label on this one, and the bottle looks as old as the castle
itself! Throwing caution to the wind we open the bottle. Pouring us each a
glass it's the color of white wine, but it looks somehow different. There
seems to be a sparkle to the wine. Not bubbles like Champagne, it's almost
like light or stars in the liquid. We cautiously take a sip… it's the most
wonderfully delicious wine we've ever tasted! A feeling comes over us. We've not had enough wine to become drunk, and it's not quite the same
feeling. It's like a content warmness surrounding our bodies. Not just like
magic, it's like we are magic come to life!
We go to sit on the couch in front of the fireplace, taking the bottle
of strange wine with us of course! For a moment we sit close, sipping the
wine, and watching the fire.
Then I kiss you. I can taste the wine on your lips along with your own
sweetness! We're kissing tenderly, but our kisses are becoming more
passionate. The affects of the wine, or maybe it's just ourselves, are that
the rest of the world has disappeared. It's like just the two of us alone
with our passion. Time seems to stand still. Our kisses are like nothing
we've ever experienced between us. It's almost like a surreal feeling.
Our passion is consuming us. Like a fire that must be released then
quenched. So we give way to our feelings and make sweet, wonderful love by
the fireside in the castle. Our bodies perform like we are reading each
other's minds. We're in perfect rapport, and the intensity of our pleasure
is almost overwhelming. Finally we give out; exhausted by the depth of our
lovemaking, we fall asleep in each other's arms.
It's the next morning when we awake. The sun is shining brightly
through the castle's windows, and the birds are singing their joyous morning
songs. Looking to the table we see a light breakfast has been laid out for
us. We are quiet this morning, but as we dine we are all smiles to each
other.
After our breakfast we sit in front of the fireplace. Talking about how
strange, enchanting, and wonderful everything has been. Before we know it we
have fallen asleep again. When we wake up we can tell we hadn't been asleep
very long by the angle of the sun, but the castle has been returned to its
appearance when we found it. Oh well, what can we do. We should see if we
can find out way back to our hotel. As we are walking back to the car I
realize I now know the way back. We're no longer lost!
We drive back to the hotel in contented silence. The memory of our
magical night etched in out minds forever.