Epilogue

Dani and Jessica sat in the library of the old house, drinking Scotch. They didn't talk to one another. There was nothing to say. Dani moved in a month later into a room facing the ocean. She often gazed down at the shoreline where the cave was, remembering what had happened. Jessica was a bit more reluctant to give in to her memories, but hers were so much worse, so much more....monstrous....than Dani's, that she felt it was the best to try to forget the whole thing.

The women never talked about the experience after it happened. They would meet eyes in a hallway, or chat at breakfast, but nothing more. Occasionally though, they would find a trace of the other's presence. Jessica would go to the shore and find a pair of soaked, musky panties. Dani would pass her Aunt's room and hear her riding the waves of orgasm upon orgasm as she slept.. .

They belonged to the Sea, the Sidhe, now. Dani knew no lover she would ever have would be safe. Jessica knew this too. They would sneak down to The Pool at night, strapping themselves to the cold, stone wall, and wait. Sometimes they went alone. Sometimes they went together...

...............................

Meanwhile, Elise, the maid, lay in her bed. The wallpaper was peeled back along the edges. Her short, blonde public hairs glistened with wetness, as she waited for it to come. It the darkness, she heard the hidden door to the catacombs creek open. It was mangled, and ripped, and horrendous. Its eyes were in agony. It had never felt this much torment before. Slowly, painfully, it slid across the floor to her bed. Elise's beautful blue eyes met its hundreds, and she opened her legs and grinned.

"This battle" her lover said, slipping into her waiting cunt, "is far from over." Behind it, Elise saw the twisted shapes of its brood in the darkness of the catacombs, and knew it was going to be a long, long night.