Posted June 27, 2007
"We had never thought of that which we did. We bent to raise the Golden One to their feet, but when we touched them, it was as if madness had stricken us. We seized their body and we pressed our lips to theirs. The Golden One breathed once, and their breath was a moan, and then their arms closed around us.
We stood together for a long time. And we were frightened that we had lived for twenty-one years and never had known what joy is possible to man.
And that night we knew that to hold the body of a woman in our arms is neither ugly nor shameful, but the one estacity granted to the race of men."