He finds a cabin

After a while, I notice myself getting thirsty. Soon after, hunger also sets in. If only there was some light. I might be able to find some edible berries that way. But then I see something strange in the forest. It seems like a cabin. What on earth is a cabin doing in the middle of the forest? Perhaps the smart thing to do would be to avoid this place, but my thirst and hunger guide me to check it out.

I walk up to the cabin and notice some carrots have been planted next to it. Some of the nearby trees also appear to be apple trees, and a few pear trees as well. It seems like somebody is living here. But I don’t just need food, I also need directions home. So, I walk all the way up to the door and start banging on it.

“Hello?! Is somebody in here?!” I call out. “I apologize for waking you up so late at night, but I got lost in the forest and can’t find my way home!” I bang on the door again and repeat myself. “Hello?! Anybody home?!”

“One moment.” I hear someone calling out from inside the cabin. It sounded like a woman’s voice too. And here I am, all naked. She is going to freak out when she sees me.

Now that she’s awake, I stop banging on her door and use my hands to cover my privates. I end up hearing the door being unlocked. Then the door opens and I see what kind of woman is living in this cabin.

She is a young woman. My best guess being only 25 years old, give or take a few years. She has got red hair and looks actually quite beautiful.

“I apologize for my appearance.” I tell the woman, whom I am certain is quite shocked at me being nude. “I can assure you that I have a good explanation for being naked. If you were to provide me shelter from the cold and maybe give me something to eat and drink, I will tell you everything you want to know.”

The woman first looks up and down my body. I can’t blame her for being surprised. But she manages to quickly make up her mind and tells me to come in. After she locks the door behind me, she says, “One moment, I’ll get us some more light.”

I see her grab an oil lamp and walk over to the fireplace. After throwing in a few new logs of wood, she lights the fireplace and then brings her attention back to me. She next points at her table and invites me to sit at it. I do as she says, and she then offers me an apron to cover myself with. I am grateful for her offer and place the apron over my lap.

After I am covered, the woman asks, “So … what’s your name and what brings you to my cabin?”

It probably would do well to make her feel at ease. So, I decide to tell her my name, about my village and also about our tradition every Samhain evening.

“S-so … you went into the forest to find a woman and … mate with her?” She asks with a quivering voice.

“Uhm, not really. See, there is a path the women can use but the men can’t. So, if a woman doesn’t want to be chased, she just stays on the path. Those who do stray from the path often use the Samhain event to find a partner.” I reply. “See, two years ago, I got kinda lost until I stumbled to the path the girls use to come back home. I got there just at the moment Cerridwen walked by. Despite both of us being nude, we talked a bit and a few weeks later we became a couple. As a matter of fact, my parents met in a similar way. Mom strayed, dad caught her, they had sex and fell in love.”

Just then, my belly starts rumbling and I am reminded of my hunger. The woman hears it and offers to fetch me some food. After a short time, she returns with a basket of berries, some hard-boiled eggs and a sausage. As I start eating the sausage she leaves again, then returns with a mug filled with water.

“You know, I’ve never asked for your name.” I ask the red-haired woman. “It is not a secret I hope?”

The woman laughs and says, “No, it isn’t. My name is Maeve.”

“So, Maeve. Have you been living here for very long?” I ask.

“Uhm, my whole life.” Maeve explains. “My mother was traveling until she came across this cabin. It was abandoned, so all she had to do was fix up a few things and she could live in it. Some months later she gave birth to me here. All on her own. Since then, it has been just me and my mom, up until 3 years ago, when she got sick and passed away. Since then, it has been just me.”

Well, that’s a pretty lonely way to live. I don’t think I’d be able to do it.

“You know, if you like, you could follow me to my village, once I can figure out which direction south is.” I suggest between bites. “There’s lots of people there. I’m sure the men would all help to build a house for you and of the older couples could offer you a place to stay in the meantime.”

“That is very nice of you to offer, Rowen. But my life is here.” Maeve answers. “This is where I’ve lived, this is the place I know best. I feel comfortable here.”

I swallow down some sausage with a sip of water and ask, “But doesn’t the loneliness get to you?”

Maeve turns to my right and look away from me. She looks even more beautiful in profile.

“You’re right. Sometimes the loneliness gets to me.” Maeve tells me. “In fact, earlier today, I felt a bit melancholic about it just being me here. And now, you have shown up from seemingly out of nowhere.” She turns her face to me and smiles. “It’s funny, really. Here I am, a woman wishing for someone to show up. And there you are, a man in search for a woman.”

I suddenly realize what Maeve is hinting at. My penis reacts to her and is forming a tent in the apron covering my lap. And while my instinct is telling me to go for her, my intellect is warning me to make sure she consents.

“True, you are a woman and I am a man. We would be able to be very intimate with each other tonight. But are you sure I am the right man for you?” I ask the lonely woman.

“You are the first man I’ve met in the 26 years I have been alive.” Maeve says. Then she reaches for the top of her dress and pulls it down so her breasts are exposed to me.

“I would hate to have to wait another 26 years for the next one to show up.”