Starlight, Star Bright Simpatica
Truly, Madly, Deeply
You Had Me From Hello
Disclaimer: Gargoyles do not belong to me. They belong to Disney. The Lyrics
of Silent Lucidity do not belong to me. They belong to Chris DeGarmo. I love
this song so much that inspired me to write a sequel to "Desperation." This
is set shortly after Hunter's Moon Part Three (animated) and right after "You
Had Me From Hello." Many thanks to Stonelight aka Demelza Watt for her input and
Queensrche ~ Music and Lyrics by Chris DeGarmo
Hush now, don't you cry
Wipe away the teardrop from your eye
You're lying safe in bed
It was all a bad dream
Spinning in your head
Your mind tricked you to feel the pain
Of someone close to you leaving the game of life
So here it is, another chance
Wide awake you face the day
Your dream is over... or has it just begun?
There's a place I like to hide
A doorway that I run through in the night
Relax child, you were there
But only didn't realize it and you were scared
It's a place where you will learn
To face your fears, retrace the years
And ride the whims of your mind
Commanding in another world
Suddenly you hear and see
This magic new dimension
I- will be watching over you
I- am gonna help you see it through
I- will protect you in the night
I- am smiling next to you, in Silent Lucidity
[Visualize your dream]
[Record it in the present tense]
[Put it into a permanent form]
[If you persist in your efforts]
[You can achieve dream control]
[How's that then, better?]
If you open your mind for me
You won't rely on open eyes to see
The walls you built within
Come tumbling down, and a new world will begin
Living twice at once you learn
You're safe from the pain in the dream domain
A soul set free to fly
A round trip journey in your head
Master of illusion, can you realize
Your dream's alive, you can be the guide but...
I- will be watching over you
I- am gonna help to see it through
I- will protect you in the night
I- am smiling next to you....
Skylaris watched as Goliath wept alone in the night. Gargoyle rarely shed
tears, but this lavender leviathan was an extraordinarily responsive soul. She
found it hard to turn away from the bellowing howls of anguish being torn from
the clan leader's heart. The goddess watched his bereaved image weeping for his
lost love, Elisa Maza. The Dragon's heart shattered as each tear fell from onyx
eyes onto bronze skin.
"You more so than most, brave clan leader, know the loss of love." She longed
to reach out to the young protector and give him comfort. Yet such was not the
way to cure the pain that ailed him. "You have lost your beloved Gargoyle mate
leaving you alone in this world. You have longed to complete the bond with one
who touches your heart. So much has been the desperation that you have reached
beyond your kin into the world of humans."
The emerald head of the great Dragon goddess leaned closer to the scrying pool
in the midst of the marble floor of the lair. A shimmer of light and a movement
of wave in air like a mirage surrounded the serpentine form of the Gargoyle
deity. Skylaris now appeared in the form of the Nubian beauty she so favored.
With haired braided with emerald and amethyst beads and eyes of tanzanite, she
was every inch a true goddess.
She brought her legs under her and sat down by the pool. She waved her hand
gracefully over the silvery, still waters of the scrying pool. As Goliath
roared his release and his anguish, Elisa Maza simultaneously stirred in her
sleep. Two souls knowing a love eons old. Neither soul was complete. Both
souls searched in the eyes of all they met for completion. Skylaris knew that
her time of passive observation was long past.
She saw Elisa Maza sleeping in her bed alone. Skylaris stillfully watched the
young detective stirring fretfully in her troubled slumber. Skylaris waved her
tapered hand over the pool to invade the realm of Elisa's deepest, darkest
dreams. She dared cross the boundary of will and agency to dwell in the young
woman's innermost thoughts. "Now, child, let us see what you need."
Elisa stood alone in the dream realm staring into an antique cheval. The tall
Nubian amazon walked behind her. The young detective startled at seeing the
strange figure standing regally behind her. "Who are you?"
"I am Skylaris."
"I've heard the name." Elisa's eyes of midnight locked in a stare-down with
tanzanite orbs. A picture of Wren Summers entered Elisa's unhidden thoughts.
" A friend mentioned it recently."
"Then you know who I am." Skylaris laid her hands on her shoulders.
"The Matron goddess of the Gargoyles." Elisa felt like a frightened rabbit in
the presence of a hungry wolf.
"Amongst other things." The Nubian goddess raised delicately arched brows and
met Elisa's gaze in the mirror. "And a few humans."
"Really? I never knew that."
"You have been touched by Puck's magick and have known what it is to feel the
wind beneath your wings. You have had a Gargoyle's heart."
"For all of one night." Regret laced Elisa's response.
"And when you were returned to your true form it left you with an inexplicable
"Yeah, it did."
"When Goliath was human, your heart soared." She gave Elisa a deliberate smile.
"He stole your breath with his arresting charisma and dashing appearance."
"Hey, it's all true." Elisa sighed sadly and turned from the mirror. "There's
no point in rehashing the past. It's not going to change. I'm human and he's a
gargoyle. We both know it. It just wasn't meant to be."
"Says who, child?"
"Says Fate." Elisa stuck her hands in her pockets. Her shoulders gave a
helpless shrug. "Unless I'm willing to take a stone nap by day or Goliath loses
his wings, it isn't going to happen."
"Bah! I've never been a believer in Fate. I ascribe to Destiny. Not all is
written in the stars, Elisa. Most is merely declared in the stars."
"Well, I know that things are just the way they are and I can't change them."
Elisa's distant gaze found a point in the darkness and focused upon it. Her
voice grew soft and quiet. "No matter how much I want to."
"Goliath is dying slowly each night for want of you. Your mother is a
descendant from a long line of great Ethiopian queens. With noble lines comes
greatness of heart. Let's say that you fall under my care as any child of mine
does. I have ....how shall I put this? I have walked amongst your kind once or
twice. I've known human love and it has begotten me an understanding and
appreciation for your species. I also know that you have sacrificed much for
the sake of my children. All that has not escaped my notice, Elisa."
"What are you saying, Skylaris?" Elisa turned to face the great lady dressed in
vibrant green tradition African print.
"Look to the stars, Elisa. Don't consider yourself and Goliath star-crossed
quite yet." Skylaris nodded in the direction of the mirror. "Tell me, Elisa.
Look at the reflection, do you like what you see?"
Elisa returned her attention to the antique cheval before her in the darkness.
She expected to see herself in the reflection. "Oh my God."
The reflection that met her eyes wasn't Elisa Maza. Dark eyes and long sable
tresses belonged to the form in the mirror. A bronze complexion complimented
the dark features of the person before her. Instead of firm, full breasts, the
form possessed broad shoulders and a powerful chest. Tall as Elisa was, the
form in front of her towered head and shoulders above her: she surmised six
foot four or five. She watched the powerful form stare through rather than at
her. The sculpted physique finally spoke. "My Elisa...."
The low baritone resonated through her entire being. Her heart hammered in her
chest as she heard the seductive bass rumbling in his voice. She reached out
quickly to touch the mirror. Her fingers sank through it as if the glass were
cool, still water and she felt warm flesh beneath her fingers. For a moment,
the veil between realms allowed this handsome human to see the woman on the dark
side of the glass. His eyes went wide with astonishment; his jaw fell agape
with joyful bewilderment. "Elisa....."
"Goliath?" She dared to whisper. "Is it really you?"
The man's face saddened. His dark eyes closed as if to block pain or to stop
falling tears. He turned away as the veil fell between them. The glassed
darkened to black. Elisa rushed forward and grabbed the metal frame of the aged
antique. A tight fist banged against the cold glass and shivered with the hint
"Skylaris, you have a really cruel sense of humor."
"No, I am offering you a glimpse of what you want."
"Goliath isn't meant to be a human."
"Were you meant to be a Gargoyle?" She countered.
"No. It just happened."
"Don't resign yourself to fate, Elisa. It limits your options."
"What are you saying?"
"You could have your wish." Skylaris turned the young woman to face her. "I
can give you what you long for: you need only ask."
Elisa's eyes fell to the floor. [Goliath as a human. We could be together.
But, it wouldn't be right. He's a Gargoyle. He wouldn't have his clan. The
city needs him. All the lives he's touched. If there were no Goliath, so many
would suffer. It's his choice.]
"Mere details, Elisa." The Nubian goddess gave a dismissive wave of her hand.
"This is what I offer you: thirty days where the Love of your life is Human.
At the end of thirty days, you may choose: stay in the realm where you have
known him as a human lover or return to the realm you know with him as a
"What's the catch?" Elisa eyed the goddess warily. "You aren't a Child of
Oberon, are you?"
"All-Father love you, Daughter of Gaia." Her laughter rang like pristine
chimes. "Me? A child of Oberon? I should say not. Oberon is MY nephew. His
mother, Queen Mab is my sister. Don't let his hoity-toity song-and-dance muddle
your sound mind. I was watching your ancestors learning to walk upright while
he still wore diapers."
The vision of Oberon in diapers brought a ghost of a smirk to Elisa's lips.
"I am Kiari." Skylaris saw the look of Elisa's confusion. "I am the goddess of
many realms. My children are dispersed through many dimensions. That is
another tale, Elisa. Suffice it to say, that I am older than Oberon and twice
as crafty. The difference between he and I is that I know wisdom and he spouts
arrogance. Don't worry, Child. I've no desire to play you for my own whims.
That is not my way."
"So, there's no catch to your offer?"
"There is no catch, but there are costs." Skylaris said gravely. She watched
Elisa's brow narrow in suspicion. "Never before have I witnessed such a cynical
heart. I thought Brooklyn was bad."
"And what are those costs?" Elisa pressed.
"The world will be drastically different than you know it. You will be lost
unless you keep your wits about you. What you know as familiar will be
frightfully bizarre in some aspects. Goliath will not know the ways of the
world as you do, Child."
Elisa nodded in understand of the goddess' words. "What about my job here?"
"No one will know of your absence save you." Skylaris' warmth was infectious.
Elisa's barely contained the excitement growing within her.
"What about Goliath?"
"Watch in the glass, Elisa and know his heart that remains buried beneath a
mountain of stoicism." The goddess pointed to the mirror. It seemed as though
she were watching a motion picture play before her eyes. The reflection cast by
the mirror showed Goliath in her apartment. He stood over her in the shadows
watching her like an archangel of twilight. She lie on the sofa sound asleep
with her holster and gun still on beneath her jacket. Elisa saw the half-
finished can of soda and the open magazine lying on the coffee table.
She looked questioningly at Skylaris.
"It happens now as we speak, Daughter of Gaia." Skylaris, dragon goddess of
Gargoyles, nodded in the direction of the reflection. "A Gargoyle's love knows
not pride nor arrogance. Goliath's love for you is continuing as granite and
affluent in tenderness. His heart is absent of cupidity. His way is to remain
reticent and modest. His love is dauntless and selfless. You bring him
elation and joy. His fortitude champions against Serendipity's injustice. His
heart seeks to find union with it's truest, best destiny. You are his blessing
to know. His love abides everything in serenity, possesses unquestioning
devotion, embraces an aspiration of joy, and endures longer than the mountain
stone. A Gargoyle's heart love's you fiercely and well, Elisa Maza. Watch and
In the reflection, Goliath cloaked his wings about him and made his way to her.
A large lavender talon brushed away a stray tendril. Growing concern prompted
the leader to lovingly act as servant as he carefully untied the laces of her
boots. He removed each boot slowly and carefully as not to rouse her from
slumber. Goliath set them neatly underneath her coffee table.
She murmured some inaudible reply and shifted slightly in her sleep. The
lavender leviathan took the comforter from the back of her sofa and draped it
over Elisa. She instinctively drew her knees to her chest and rolled on to her
side. Goliath drew back as if burnt when she mumbled his name in her sleep. He
drew back in astonishment as his name was whispered on her lips. It filled the
hollow ache in his heart just a little to know that he was a part of her dreams.
He paused to watch her next reaction. He cast a gaze toward the fuzzy picture
of late night television. He took the remote in hand and pushed a button that
made the screen go black. He turned to leave when a tangy aroma caught his
attention. It consisted of cinnamon and musk. He leaned closer to Elisa and
inhaled deeply of her scent.
His eyes glared with unholy white fire as he recognized the fragrance. It was a
combination of menses, musk, pheromones, and her favorite perfume that he had
given her at Christmas. He knew that scent well and did his best to ignore it
one week out of every month. Goliath knew that Elisa's scent intimated her time
of fertility. The pheromones had been faint at the beginning of Avalon's quest.
By the end of the expedition, the scent had been almost unbearable for Goliath.
The scent mingled with the cinnamon and wafted in an elixir that befuddled his
senses. The fragrance nearly drove him into an insatiable mating frenzy that
was purely primal, passionate and Gargoyle.
[By the Dragon, Elisa! You incite me beyond good sense.] He inwardly groaned.
He felt the leather of his loincloth tighten and become considerably
uncomfortable. He fought the maddening urge to lock her away for six nights of
each month with him and mate her fiercely and well. Each night that her mating
scent wafted about him, Goliath combated the need of mounting Elisa by indulging
in a human custom.
[I will be one of honor. I will leave.] He turned to go but cast one last
longing glance at the sleeping splendor contentedly somnolent on the divan. He
vowed to wait until she approached him. He knew that she trembled when he
touched her. She quivered when he brushed against her. Her heartbeat galloped
when he held her to him. [A good Gargoyle waits.]
Goliath made his way to the window and stepped on to the roof. He forced
himself into the air and made his way to the clock tower. He refused to give
into the persistent need to sheathe him within Elisa Maza. Goliath forced away
any thought that didn't include her willingness.
"I never knew he felt like that." Elisa whispered in awe. She wrapped her arms
around her as she heard his thoughts aloud as if they belonged to her. She held
her hand outwards to ward away the bittersweet visions appearing in the glass.
She turned her head from the mirror and shut her eyes. "Stop it! It's not
right to bear his soul like this without his knowledge or consent."
"Trust me, Elisa. He wants to tell you, but you won't let him." Skylaris said
tersely. "Now, when you awake, I want you to remember this dream. Think about
it. Tomorrow night, go to Goliath. Look at the stars. You'll see me in the
skies above your Big Apple. Just remember that because fruit hangs high from
the tree doesn't make it forbidden: only harder to reach. Just how badly do you
Elisa bolted upright. She felt droplets of perspiration tracing a path down the
side of her brow. She looked underneath the coffee table and found her boots
neatly placed next to each other. She found the remote sitting on the table
rather than in her hand. She rose and walked to the unlatched window. She saw
the sun peaking just above the Manhattan skyline. Elisa knew that it was going
to be a long, stressful day.
The sun didn't set quickly enough for the Young Detective. She hurriedly made
her way to the clock tower as speedily as her feet allowed her. Each step
seemed like ten as she sprinted into the police station.
"Maza, what are you doing here?" Chavez eyed her with surprise. "I know
you're dedicated to your job, but I told you to take two nights off."
"I know, Captain." Elisa looked hastily at her watch. She hated lying to her
superior. "I just dropped by to ...pick up my wallet. I left here a couple of
"Go home and relax." Captain Chavez turned her attention to another officer in
need of authorization for an interrogation.
Elisa hastily made her way to the broom closet. Her boots flew as if wearing
the talaria of Hermes. (LOOK IT UP, FOLKS IN THE DICTIONARY). She ran through
the interior of the tower. She shoved open the door of the clock tower and came
to the roof to see seven proud figurines standing guard over a harsh and
"Show time, Guys." She murmured and stepped back a good distance. More than
once, chinks had been taken from her leather by sharp shards of flying granite
as the Gargoyles came to life. She never grew tired of watching their marvelous
transformation of stone becoming flesh. Elisa felt the air become electrified
with anticipation as she watched the fissures deepen with Goliath's stone skin.
His eyes came alive with a fierce bright fire she knew well. The stone skin
exploded around him as his roar burst from his chest. The resounding sound
thundered and echoed off the castle walls. His wings unfurled in their
expansive glory. He turned to face the courtyard of the castle and saw Elisa
standing there with hands in pockets and feet shuffling. He leapt eagerly from
the parapet and cloaked his wings about him a cloak of gabardine elegance.
"Elisa, you are a welcome sight to greet me." His voice rumbled low. He strode
forward so that he stood only a few inches from her. "I dreamt of you, My
"Hi yourself, Big Guy." Her voice sounded casual but her eyes betrayed her. He
knew she kept her heart well hidden from the others. "I missed you."
"And I, you." He drew her protectively into his arms. His agile tail snaked
affectionately around her waist. His wings draped about her blocking out the
world. "Much more than my heart should be allowed."
"Good evenin', Lass." A thick Scottish lilt found her ears. She saw Hudson
wink at her. "It's good seein' ye. I thought yer night off 'twas last night."
"No, Chavez called me earlier today and gave me another day because of that
recent sting on Nightstone Enterprises."
"Goliath, don't be squeezin' the lass too hard." Hudson gave him a sly wink.
"She needs to be able to breathe."
"I will be careful, old friend." The solemn vow contained more than a hint of
mirth from the clan leader.
"Hi, Elisa! Bye Elisa!" Brooklyn led Angela by the hand past them.
"Where are you two going in such a hurry?" Goliath turned his head to his
daughter and her mate.
"Westfest!" Broadway grinned. "A twenty-four hour marathon of John Wayne,
Clint Eastwood, and other Old West Cowboy movies is showing at Central Park. We
have to hurry or we'll be late."
"I see." Goliath chuckled. "Angela, Brooklin, have a good evening."
"We will, Father." Angela called back as the two Gargoyles unfurled their wings
and caught the updrafts of the New York sky.
Lex and Brooklyn looked at Human and Gargoyle. The crimson warrior laid a
caring hand on his lover's shoulder. "Lex, what do ya say we do a patrol and
then join Angela and Brooklyn at Westfest?"
"Cool." The diminutive Gargoyle answered eagerly. "Hey, we'd better check out
that jewelry store on the upper West side. A couple of robberies took place in
that neighborhood this week.
The two strapping warriors looked tentatively at their clan leader. "Go on
patrol and enjoy your evening."
"You don't have to tell me twice." Brooklyn turned to Lexington and offered him
an extended hand. "Hungry?"
"I worry about you." Brooklyn chided his mate as he unfurled his wings. He
pulled the green Gargoyle beside him. "You don't eat enough."
"I eat like a horse..." Lexington's voice faded as they two lovebirds began
their evening patrol.
"They sound like an old married couple." Elisa covered her mouth to stifle the
smirk threatening to burst loose.
"They are good for one another. Love takes strange forms and comes to us in
many ways." He lowered his brow to hers and inhaled deeply of her scent. She
smelled of sweet jasmine, cinnamon, and that feminine musk that drove Goliath to
the brink of madness a week each a month. His eyes smoldered with brilliant
desire. He growled and his tail lashed furiously with unspoken agitation.
"Are we alone?" She whispered against the lavender shell of Goliath's elegantly
"Yes." That one word gave him the freedom to unleash the Gargoyle lurking
beneath the guise of clan leader. "Jalapena, Elisa. Now, I want to properly
He brought his lips to hers in an affirmation of his abiding devotion. Goliath
cautiously sought her taste with his pointed smooth tongue. Elisa felt her
hunger rise to critical levels as he seduced her with his hesitant kiss. She
readily deepened their kiss. He rumbled with pure Gargoyle gratification as
Elisa silently pleaded for more. She pressed herself tightly against every
sculpted contour of his powerful form.
Goliath dared to take the role of clan leader and alpha male. He remembered a
display of affection that he had seen not so long ago in a movie. He let his
taloned hands slowly trail a path of heated caresses and tender touches from
Elisa's shoulders to the small of her back. His hands found her tight derriere
beneath blue denim. He gently cuddled each globe in his grasp.
"Goliath-" Elisa felt warmth and delight permeate her being. The lavender
leviathan decided to lay his mark upon her as kissed her fiercely and well. He
suddenly lifted her so that her denim-clad bottom settled over his growing
desire for her. Her luscious curves cradled him. There was no mistaking the
deep groan that escaped from his throat. He turned her around and sat her upon
the edge of the parapet. Hard chest against feminine bosom, granite abdomen
against svelte athletic curves, masculine virility nestled adjacent to feminine
"Shhh....Love." He brought his fangs to a delicate pulse point on her neck and
carefully nipped the pulsating point. Elisa's forgot all restraint as her
fingers nestled within the long, thick sable mane. Her cries of delight excited
him to the point of frenzy. "Elisa....I need you."
"I know." She mewled.
She almost knew at the precise moment when the civilized veneer gave way to the
primal mating urge that he worked so diligently to control during this time of
the month. She felt his talons dig sharply into the tender flesh of he bottom.
His sharp canines bit harder and broke skin. She yelped in pain when she felt
his teeth sink into her skin.
It broke through the passionate haze that addled his mind. Goliath set her on
her feet and tore himself away from their embrace. His closed fist came
crashing down upon the granite of the stone parapet. A loud bellow of
frustration shattered the urban hustle and bust of a Manhattan night. For a
minute, the Big Apple seemed utterly silent.
"Goliath...." Elisa laid a hand on his muscular lavender arm. "It's okay."
"Okay is never enough...for either of us." He turned to face the woman before
him. His eyes were hooded as he looked down at her. One large talon crooked
under her chin and lifted her gaze to meet his. "You and I love one another.
We agreed that species matters little, yet I could have injured just now had we
continued. That isn't right, Elisa."
"I'm a tough lady." She quipped with more bravado than she felt. "We've came
this far, we'll figure away around this too."
"I ...am not myself." He managed to say through gritted teeth. His eyes
gleamed with the fires of raging desire. "While you are in the midst of your
menses, I can not guarantee that I can contain the desires stirring within me.
I'd rather die than hurt you, Elisa."
"That's what I wanted to talk to you about, Goliath." Elisa refused to back
"What do you mean?" He said warily. "Has the beast within me frightened you
"There is no 'beast' inside you anymore than there's a 'monkey' running inside
of me. We are what we are and we aren't either of those things." Elisa's
frustration prompted her to wrap her arms around his waist. She lovingly rested
her cheek against the broad width of his back. "Have you ever heard of
"Skylaris?" His voice shot up an octave and his brow ridge almost flew off his
face. "Where did you hear that name?"
"You know who she is?" She pressed on with her questions.
"Aye, though I haven't heard the name since I was a hatchling." Goliath
admitted. "She was a fading legend by the time I was hatched into the clan. It
is the ancient name of the deity that created Gargoyles."
"Does she exist?"
"I only know her to be legend." Goliath found the strength to again face his
ladylove. "Why do you ask?"
"I had a dream last night, Big Guy. She was in it and she offered me a chance
to be with you ... with you as a human."
"How do you know that it isn't Puck playing one of his tricks?"
"Puck can't do anything unless he's instructing Alexander." Elisa reminded her
lavender lover. "She was pretty convincing."
"I am not so certain." His eyes narrowed with wariness. "Did she give you
"What constitutes proof?" Elisa asked.
"What did she say?"
"I don't remember everything, Goliath. But, she showed me a vision of you
taking off my shoes and turning off my television. You covered me with a
blanket. I heard your thoughts as if they were my own. Goliath, I thought I
was the only one with a raging case of the uncontrollable hormones." Elisa's
hid her face in his chest.
"No, Love." She looked up to see two plum stains adorning Goliath's cheeks.
"You and I both. What was her offer?"
"Thirty days with you as a human." She told him truthfully. "It would be a
Silence fell between them as the shadows silhouetted the Gargoyle's face from
"Is that something you want?" He finally spoke. "Would you like it if I were
"I love you just as you are." Elisa rushed to reassure him. "But, the
thought...well, I hate to say it! It sounded tempting."
"What would we have to do to make this wish come true?"
"Goliath, c'mon!" Elisa cried in shock. "You can't seriously be considering-"
"It is something that I am very much considering." He pressed a loving kiss to
her brow. He closed his eyes to block out the visions of loving Elisa in full
Gargoyle fashion. "I will not risk hurting you."
"You've never hurt me yet, Big Guy and you wouldn't if we made love." Elisa
dared to say what remained unspoken. "It's not like we couldn't figure out ways
"If I were human, would you still want me?" He asked in a whisper. "If you
did, would you prefer that form?"
"No! I fell for you, Goliath the Gargoyle."
"Would it be so bad to try it for a time?" Onyx eyes searched her soul. "Can
we continue on like this....always together yet forever apart."
"It's a sacrifice I'm not sure I can make anymore." Elisa admitted to the
lavender giant before you. She rested her head again against his chest.
"Goliath, I want you as much as I love you."
"It burns me alive with it's fervor." He whispered. "I become lost when I with
"Ditto, Big Guy."
"What must we do?" He brushed a stray tendril from her face.
"She said look for her in the stars." Elisa's gaze moved to the skies above
them. "I can't see the stars from here."
Goliath deftly swept his Cherished love into his powerful arms. "Then, we shall
go to a place where we can see each star in all its glory."
His wings unfurled to their sixteen-foot span. He looked down with love shining
brightly in his eyes. "I know just the place."
The large Gargoyle dove from the parapets over the sea of neon. He let the warm
currents of wind catch his wings as they rode breeze. Elisa's head rested
against his powerful chest. She heard the solid rhythm beat hard and faster
inside his chest. His eyes kept their focus straight ahead as they made their
way past the skyline. For the next hour, they flew past the glowing lights of
the City. They spoke in hushed tones of their hopes and dreams.
Elisa felt a flood rage in her nether regions. Goliath caught her wild scent
and recited passages from Othello to keep his mind sane. He finally landed in a
small clearing several miles upstate in a small town known as Salem Center, New
York. In the secluded glen of the city park, they stared at the stars in their
entire brilliant splendor.
"It is said that Skylaris once resided on Avalon and guarded the great Rowan
tree. When Oberon stole the throne from his mother, all the Kiari fae were cast
out from their home. Mab found new power amongst the humans. Skylaris chose
the Gargoyles to be the foundation of her faith. Their youngest sister is
legend. She became the lady of the lake." Goliath pointed to the darkened
tapestry of the heavens. "There She is."
Elisa followed the direction of Goliath's pointed talon. Elisa languidly traced
the pattern of the sky. "We always called it Draco."
"An apt, if not bland, description of the Goddess' splendor." He mused. "It is
said that she made her home in the heavens. It is a part of our tradition that
we are not of this world but that one star."
Goliath singled out a bright star within the center of the constellation.
"There, that star is called Thubin. It is said that is our home and not this
place. Legend says that when a wish is made upon the tears of Skylaris, she
grants them without reserve."
"Tears of Skylaris?" Elisa truly was perplexed.
"Falling stars, Love." Goliath nuzzled the side of her neck. His arms drew her
to him so that her back rested against his broad chest. His wings protected her
from the cooling breezes of late night. "They're actually meteor showers called
"When did you become such an expert in astronomy?" Elisa marveled at Goliath's
depth of knowledge.
"Xanatos have an extensive library." His scent hinted of leather, musk, and
fresh Scottish Heather. Somehow, it the floral scent Elisa detected only added
to his perfect masculine carriage. She knew that he was an avid reader.
A stream of crimson tail with bright points streaked across the late night sky.
They glanced anxiously at each other. His tail found her waist and he held her
tightly too him. She heard his breath quicken. "Now, Elisa! Make your wish.
Let it come true."
She met his eyes and knew that this was what she wanted. She loved him as a
Gargoyle but her fears and his reservations needed circumvention. Perhaps, this
was the opportunity they needed. Elisa whispered three words that Goliath
strained to hear. "Let's do it."
She cast her eyes toward the heavens on the glorious display of starlight and
fire. She drew strength from Goliath's reassuring presence. She focused her
eyes on the most brilliant luminosity of the meteor swarm. The words of the old
childhood rhyme echoed inside her mind. Then, the came in a hushed tone from
"Starlight, star bright
First Star I see tonight.
I wish I may, I wish I might
I wish upon this star tonight.
I wish that Skylaris would grant me what she promised...thirty days of love
with Goliath as a human."
The breeze stilled. The world became silent. Each comet of Omicron Draconids
rained to earth as the lost halos of fallen angels. Light extinguished and
darkness overran the duo standing in the city park. Elisa felt no fear, no
anxiety in the endless darkness. She felt only the strong presence of Goliath
behind her, above her and through her being.
The breeze became warm. The chirping of crickets filled her ears. The darkness
ebbed and the lampposts bathed her and her lover in dim golden light. The
autumn breeze chilled he through her jacket. She knew that it had been a wild
daydream to think a dream could bring a wish come true. She turned to look at
Goliath wasn't there. Elisa found herself in the arms of a strapping man with
sable hair to his waist and handsomely chiseled features. There were no wings.
There was no tail. No talons caressed her soft skin. Lavender no longer
existed. Deep bronze greeted her eyes.
"No, Love." Came the same sweet, sensual baritone that always seduced Elisa
into compliance. "Gregory."
"Goliath is ...elsewhere. I'm Gregory."
"Jalepenia!" The air rushed from her lungs at the drastic change of the person
TO BE CONTINUED...
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