Demetri

In the beginning, there was only one world. There was nothing else; there were no other worlds, or dimensions, universes, or realms. On this world, humans simply appeared. For what purpose, or what reason, nobody knew. By the power of the gods, some thought. But this is a tale better told at another time.

Our tale begins with a child coming of age. A child whose name was best spoken then, and now forgotten; his name was Demetri.

It is the sixteenth day of my birth; I am a man, now, thought Demetri as he strode through the graveled streets of Valanosth, his hometown. He crossed an old dirt road to reach the local tavern – a place he had been visiting, illegally or not, for quite some time. He didn’t plan on drinking until he passed out tonight, as he often did; he intended to experience manhood drunk, but awake, and so he kept some of his better belongings with him, knowing he could best any man in a fight.

He reached for the swinging doors, praying silently that there was a lush maiden awaiting him inside. Opening them, he noticed with much remorse that there was no maiden; his prayers had gone unnoticed. Sighing rather loudly, he sat in his usual spot at the bar. Flicking his fingers, he motioned for the bartender to give him his usual drink. The bartender obliged.

He sat there, motionlessly, except to take a swig of his ale every half-minute or so, or to motion for another. Little excitement went on while he sat there; he nearly passed out from boredom.

And then the maiden he wished for entered. She stood in front of the swinging doors, beautiful and lush, seemingly taking everything in as she gazed around the room. Her golden eyes flicked past him briefly, and then came back to him. She walked towards him, and towards the bar. Sitting down next to Demetri, she smiled at the bartender, as she motioned Demetri closer.

The only thing he could think of to do was to follow her wishes. He leaned forward, closer to her.

“I hear you’re a man now, Demetri, my love. Would you like to see a few things?” she whispered in his ear, seemingly eager. He nodded quickly; his luck has finally had a turn for the better after all!

Tossing his coin on the table, he walked out on her insistence, arm in arm with her. It was raining now. She led him around the corner of the bar, to a dark alleyway. He didn’t care; the prettiest woman in the world was in his arms.

“Let’s do it right here,” she said, and ripped off her shirt, exposing a bare, well-rounded bosom. Hastily, he did the same. Grabbing his shoulders, she pulled him in for a kiss. He leaned forward, closing his eyes, praying it would be a good kiss.

Their lips never met.

I wrote this a little while back… Please let me know what you think, but try not to simply say you hate it or you love it… It'd be great if you could give me some insight, here! :-D kthxbai!