Weeping Stones

"I'd never have thought such places existed"
"It must be a special day for you". She smiled. It was as if a flower suddenly blossomed out or a nestling had stretched its wings and embarked on its maiden, glorious flight.
"Today is the Moon Festival." She nodded her head as if that explained all. "The place?". Surely you do not live here alone? I heard some haunting music back there."
"Everything about the place is haunting. She held out her hand. "Why don't you join me for a swim?"
At first I felt abashed but her beauty and intense desire allowed me to throw caution to the wind. I undressed and found myself Immersed in the water and the depth of her eyes. The water was pleasantly warm and soft. As I dived, shoals of multi colored fish swam away in haste. I surfaced
only to find that the girl had disappeared. I felt a knot of despair hardening in my groin. The haunting music began its melancholy melody again. This time it was less mournful, but rather sensual and intimidating. I saw the trailing branches of the willows move, as if in rhythm with the music I saw her float on the surface of the water in the shade of the bent gnarled trees. I felt a consuming fire running down my spine. She reached out to me and took me in her arms. For a moment I forgot the entire world around me and felt being led to some mesmerized world. "You must promise me to stay here" I could hear saying. She shook her head and for a moment stood up to her waist in water. Then I felt her sweet lips brush my cheeks as brittle electric tremors progressed all the way down to my toes. After that, I wasted no more time in words, and abandoned myself to an unforgettable ecstasy.

Suddenly I felt I could not swim. Something one pulling me downward .My legs would not budge, I felt as though my legs were turning into stones. "Stones" I shuddered and I was back in mortal world. That girl was Enchantress Black Heart of the Black Cove. I felt myself drawn into the riverbed. I could see shoals of multi colored fish around me, my leg stumbled against something; I looked below to some round pebbles. Then suddenly I heard a new sound. The sound of someone weeping. "Weeping Stones" I said to myself. Those were the weeping sounds of young men who had passed through this Black Cove entrapped by the Enchantress. I knew I was becoming another stone on this riverbed. I regretted that for I had forgotten Koura for a moment and this had cost me dearly. Tears rolled down. I closed my eyes and tried to hear Koura's voice. I could see her waiting for me at the Moon Festival. She had the Golden Harp in her hand and she was singing the Ballard of a love story, usually sung by young maidens waiting for their lovers. I could not hear her well for the song of enchantress was more powerful. I put both my hands on my ears and now I could hear the soothing voice of Koura's trickling down my ears. The music overflowed my ears, into the river stream. The song had ended and I slowly opened my see myself lying on Koura's Lap and her smiling face beaming at me.