Tanya

        The Greenstone had suffered many ancient druid sacrifices.
    What had been left was resonating evil. The source for all life is
    energy. This energy can be called the soul or God molecule.
    The air of black magic permeated the glen where the Greenstone
    rested. Most townspeople could not even speak of it; let alone
    walk near it. Somewhere, in the primal scream of the stream of
    consciousness Tanya was called to the Greenstone.

        It sounded like Heavy Metal rock. Tanya could hear it. The words
    were garbled in a long chant. She was drunk. She lifted her red mini
    skirt and peed by the trash cans behind the pub. She felt fingers
    running through her hair. She stood quickly and fell into several barrels.
    Jimmy laughed. He was dogging Tanya, watching her pee from a hiding
    place in the brush. Jimmy stroked his bishop as Tanya crawled up to him.
    "Oh.. I think I'm gonna puke Jimmy." Tanya groaned. "Just suck it!" Jimmy
    grunted. Tanya went down on the bishop. "Can you hear that music?" she
    garbled. "Yeah." Jimmy was to horny to think.

        A small man scurried out of the brush. He grabbed Tanya by her ankles.
    Tanya grabbed Jimmy's knees and screamed as the gnome tried to pull her
    away. "What the fook is that?" Jimmy shouted and pulled his knife. Jimmy
    stumbled over Tanya and stuck the gnome several times with his knife.
    Gnome dropped Tanya and staggered backwards and then vanished.
    "I feel a calling to go out there." Tanya said breathlessly. Jimmy nodded.
    The two drunk Briton teens stumbled into the woods of Lamister.
    There was a thick mossy musk in the wet night. Tanya took off her jeweled
    sandals. Her thigh high nickers were torn and wet with dew from the brush.
    Jimmy had left his pants by the trash cans. He followed her with an erect
    wagger.

        Tanya tore her mini red dress off and fell onto the Greenstone hands first.
    Jimmy started to rut in her. "Flesh from Earth." the wind hushed. Tanya's
    face was covered by her blond hair. "Oh God Jimmy!" she squealed ..
    Tanya thought Jimmy had said it. Jimmy had not uttered a word. His face
    had turned into a goat's head. "Life is cum. Life is fire. Riding on." the
    words grumbled in Tanya's head. "Yes! Jimmy! My soul is on fire-yah!"
    she shouted with her head arched upward. Tanya screamed as her hands
    sunk into the stone. The two lovers slipped away into the Greenstone.
    A faint scream came up followed by a deep laughter.

      The Greenstone undulated and pushed small gnomes. They numbered
    141 of male and female. There followed an orgy. Afterwards, they went off
    in search of new sacrifices. When the sun rose the gnomes turned to stone.
    Some stood in the yards of the town only a few feet from the windows of
    teen Britons. They would wait for the night for lovers. Before the flesh slizzard
    forth there was stone. Soon the stone will consume the flesh.

    The gnomes waited ....

   
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