Nymphomaniac Fantasia

Note: The lines in italics are the lyrics to the song "Nymphomaniac Fantasia" by Nightwish. This story is supposed to go with the lyrics and the song. Song can be found here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JW97c1kdx3w It might be better to read it while listening to the song. Read the lyric part when the lyrics come in the song, and then read the story part during the instrumental parts.

The scent of a woman was not mine...

That night I came home from my journey, cold and weary. There she stood at the doorway. Skin pale as the snow falling around me, more beautiful than I have ever seen her. I stepped in the house and felt the warmth of the fire engulf me. She said her first words to me. The first I’ve heard her voice in weeks.

Welcome home darling

Did you miss me?

Wish to dwell in dear love?

Cold and weary, I was not up to it. She insisted. I took off my coat and hat and accompanied her to the bedroom.

Touch my milklike skin

Feel the ocean

Lick my deepest

Hear the starry choir

When did she become like this? Did she miss me that much? I’ve been absent many times in the past for far longer and was never welcomed back like this. Still, it was not a necessarily a bad thing.

Rip off this lace

That keeps me imprisoned

But beware of the enchantment

For my eroticism is oblivion

Suddenly it dawned on me. Realization hit me like a boulder on my head. She can sense it. She knows.

Old love lies deep you said

Deeper shall be the wound between your legs