Night Shadows

By Robert R. Sytnick All Rights Reserved ©

Adventure / Erotica


"She was mine, I was hers, the love was ours, the time was now." The world is at war and a young pilot experiences the hell of war and its influence on his life as it molds his heart and body into sensual love affairs. He begins to question if under the shadow of war is a forever kind of love possible?

Chapter One

Swirling in an endless funnel, twisting and turning into a spiral heading. A cold chill encases me. I have no thoughts of time, no feeling of pain, no memory of a yesterday, nor a calling of a tomorrow. An emptiness clings within me, leaving my hollow core helpless, I am dream walking, free falling, painting Picasso’s in my mind as I drift endlessly.

Stillness wraps its way around the darkness squeezing any light from vision. Night shadows appear. I am held hostage in the dark, my soul begs to find life, and my lungs gasp at new-found air. Tranquillity takes hold of me. I look down and see myself. Am I in Heaven or Hell?

Pain awakens my immobilized body. My teeth clench down, harder and harder to ease the intense pain. Darkness retains its reign. The colour red squirts its flushes in my eyes. Muffled sounds surround me that I do not understand or comprehend. Smells uncommon to me turn my empty stomach. My legs lay numb; my arms tingle, feeling like ants are eating me. Swollen fingertips move, not knowing what they are touching. Darkness fills my empty thoughts, and time once again lets me escape.

A hand embraces my face; its warmth stirs a pulse. My breathing finds rhythm. A nudge on my shoulder sways inner emotions, evoking a memory. A past is revolving around me, trying to find an opening; an opening to my hidden fears, perhaps a hidden past. My mind struggles to focus, continually forcing me out like a circuit breaker that is being tripped and bringing me back to what is now. But, what is now?

“Lieutenant. Lieutenant Howlyn. You’re awake! Glad to have you back with us. My name is Evelynn.” comes the voice of an excited female.

I feel a sudden strength awakening. Pain is jolting from inside me. A flood of blood rushes through me. The colour red is being squeezed out of my vision and replaced with subtle greys and murky whites. Tiny sparkles dance downward in my sight, evaporating with the need to blink, and spontaneously appearing without command. The showering light display slowly erodes, but now, in slow motion. Chills that are attached to my spine slowly warm, leaving cold perspiration behind on a once white sheet. My sleeping muscles ache, craving movement to relieve the vice-like pressure. Rhythmic spurts in my veins shock my legs, the cotton blanket covering my feet ripples to their swaying.

“Hold still Lieutenant; this won’t hurt a bit.”

Evelynn’s hand sweeps a trail of foam across my stubble face. Her gentle hand strokes me with a bristly shaving brush. The soothing sensation eases my tense, irritated body.

“There, that wasn’t so bad. Now turn to me.”

I stretch my dry eyes to the right; my neck refuses to follow their lead. Without hesitation, Evelynn places her hand on my foamed chin, turning my face to hers. It’s not a colour I now see, but a vision, a vision of beauty. A weakness ensues; I become flushed, jittery and helpless. My manhood wants her to go away. I need time, time to regain my thoughts, time to find absolution and time to find me. Tears of emotion, I do not understand, settle into my stomach and cause my heart to bleed softly, skipping its original pre-rehearsed score.

“Lieutenant, please. Do not worry. I have done these hundreds of times.”

A shiny silver blade comes towards me, scraping across my right cheek. The sound of the dull blade chiselling at my stubble face echoes in my head. Sweat breaks out across my forehead, rolling into my left eye. I am captive to her. Her white blouse soaks the sweat from my right side. The smell of her bold enhanced chest firmly pressing against me creates a desire. A wanting arises. My mind yearns. My fingers tempt. My past awakens. A deep craving unveils itself.

“Now, Lieutenant, I am going to wipe your face. Gosh, I see you broke out into a sweat, hope you’re not coming down with anything, Sir. Oh dear, my blouse is wet. Silly me, how did I do that?”

My breathing slows, relaxing the impulses which I am feeling. Evelynn’s scent soothes me, calming my emotions.

“Sir, I am going to brush your hair for you, so relax. It won’t take but a moment. There you go. I best move on now, I have other patients to tend. The head nurse or doctor should be around to see you soon. In the event you may need me for anything, just holler.”

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