She masturbates for the first time.

Farra's eyes fly open.

She's in her own bed.

What makes her so unsure that what she had just experienced wasn't a dream were a few things. For one, she wasn't wearing her usual night gown. In fact, she wasn't wearing anything at all. She saw her night-stand. Folded neatly on the desk was the gown. In top, piled high over it, were the golden adornments she had dreamed of wearing. She and her father were practically hermits, living away from the village, so they had never owned so much gold in their lives.

She reached down and as her hands almost touched the golden tiara, it glowed a bright orange, as though her skin gave off a heat that the gold reacted to.

"So it was real!"

She snuck down the steps and poked her head into the living room and saw her father, sleeping in the small mattress in the corner of the room snoring loudly.

She walked back up into her living room and locked the door behind her.

She got a good look at herself in the mirror, having nothing but a candle's flame for illumination.

She actually didn't look all that different from, but there was there. Some greater metamorphosis.

As she looked deeper, she felt something.

Not so much a sensation, then so much a need.

A mission, or a duty.

It was a simple one.

A need to explore herself.

The need grew rapidly and she found herself lying back into bed.

One of Farra's hands cupped one of her breasts while the other started rubbing at the tuft of red hair between her legs. Her genitalia was wet and it encouraged her to continue.

As though possessed, she was unable to stop herself. She was unwilling.

Farra was always chaste, feeling that it was her moral duty to remain pure until marriage.

Now she broke that chastity, and it felt just as holy.

Is this what it feels like to be touch by the Gods?

She was so overcome with lust, she failed to notice the flecks of gold that leapt from her skin. They were like sparkles leaping from a blacksmith's grinder, flying upward towards the ceiling, up from her bed and into the universe.

Having never experienced such sensations before, it did not take long before she reached climax.

As Farra achieved orgasm for the first time, whatever golden sparks she had left leapt out of her all at once, her entire room exploding in a golden light before the darkness reclaimed the night.

As Farra's orgasm faded, she herself faded back to sleep, not even covering herself with a blanket.

The following morning, she would find that all of the snow and ice for several yards surrounding her cabin had melted. Replaced with green summer grass and wildflowers.