Goldilocks and the Third Leg

Archie's heart raced as he soar through the skies. For a moment, he felt the rush of air against his skin, observing the panoramic landscape as he flew to where the breathtaking view was beneath him.

Rainbows of various colors adorned the sky, creating a breathtaking display of floating mountains, rivers, and huge waterfalls where water fell from one mountain to the next.

In the distance, Archie saw another floating mountain, which was the largest of them all. He raced towards it and tried to fly higher to reach the top, and for that surge of adrenaline, let him ascend to the top of the mountain to reveal the glorious civilization below.

The mountains were adorned with skyscrapers and monuments made of gold, platinum, and bronze.

The architectural features that decorated the landscape sparkled and shimmered in his eyes. 'Now that looks like Elysium.' To Archie, the sight before him was the epitome of paradise.

The beauty and grandeur of this otherworldly metropolis in this realm were the most advanced civilizations that he had ever seen. 

And then, just as Archie was attempting to soak up the majestic view and comprehend its greatness and magnificence, the sight of phoenixes, the creatures of mythical legends, soaring through the skies in perfect formation filled him with a sense of awe and a deep yearning to join the air acrobatic crew and feel the freedom of the skies. 

Just as he was trying to comprehend the enigmatic performance, one of the phoenixes elegantly broke the formation from its peers, gliding gracefully towards him. His eyes widened in surprise at the sight of the phoenix, which transformed its wings into arms.

Its beak shrank, a human's face took shape, and he was ready to witness its head emerge from a tuft of silky golden blond hair.

Out of nowhere, Archie abruptly woke up from his slumber. He sat and looked up at the clear blue morning sky; the sun had not yet risen. He was barely breathing, as the sight of the phoenix was etched vividly in his mind.

The dream he had liked before seemed to be very vivid, like he had experienced them before, but he could not quite pinpoint its when, where, and how.

Once again, questions started overflowing his mind. He turned to his side, expecting to see the injured phoenix that he saved sleeping by his side.

Lo and behold, the injured phoenix from the night before disappeared, yet it was replaced with a young maiden with an alluring beauty. Her flawless complexion and golden blond, silky hair flowed billowing in the breeze, while the remnants of her curls accentuated her figure. It cast a delicate, dreamy glow around her face.

In the soft embrace of her slumber, she laid nude on the makeshift nest that he had made. Her features relaxed in the realm of dreams, which bore a gentle touch of tranquility. Her delicate lashes rested like feathery veils on her cheeks, casting a subtle shadow that played with the contours of her face.

Her breathing was soft and even gentler than the wisp of whispers, like a rhythmic lullaby that was beckoning him to continue his slumber beside her. 

Morning had broken, as the sun's rays illuminated her pearly white skin with a flush of pink blush on her cheeks. The golden sunlight draped her body with a golden glow that bestowed her inherent grace.

Her lips parted as she exhaled, as if she were whispering, enhancing her mesmerizing beauty.

Archie's gaze lingered on her delicate bosom below her pristine neck, which his jacket that he had used to bundle the phoenix the night prior conveniently covered.

Her hands snugged his jacket ever so tightly, squishing her breast to form the perfect cleavage. His face blushed as his eyes continued to wander down to where the end of the jacket was covered, once again concealing her most intimate area and her thighs, which he imagined must be amazing.

'Why did I decide to wear a huge jacket?' Archie thought as his manhood hardened at the sight of an innocent-looking seductress.

Then he slapped himself in the face to snap out of the temptation, but that sound was enough to awaken the maiden from her slumber.

The sound of the loud slap woke her up, and she immediately believed there were dangers nearby. Her eyes immediately darted at Archie, who was staring at her nude body. His jacket fell off her, revealing her well-endowed breasts with rosy, puckered buds like berries.

His eyes widened at the revelation, and he quickly turned away and said, "I am sorry!"

The young maiden blushed slightly, but Archie could not see it. She then responded in a slightly irritating tone, "Sorry that you happened to see me nude, or sorry you got caught peeping me nude?"

"Both, I did not expect the majestic phoenix to be one of the most beautiful maidens I had ever seen."

'Sh*t! Why did I say that? That was such a cliche.' Archie was scolding himself repeatedly in his mind.

But the girl's eyes widened, and she was surprised at his statement. 'The most beautiful, he said'. She thought as her facial features softened slightly, from irritation to a soft smile.

The silence was killing Archie, as he was afraid that he had crossed the young lady. "I am really very sorry. I did not touch you, I swear!"

"But your gaze sure did," she responded, teasing him a little now.

The young lady put on his jacket and zipped it up until her chest. She was happy that the oversized jacket managed to cover all the necessary areas. She could wear this temporarily until she finds clothes to wear.

Archie heard the sound of the jacket zipping, thinking it was safe to turn around. "Who said you could turn around?" She called out at him, making him turn to his back, facing her once more.

The morning was cool, and the breeze continued to blow, but Archie was perspiring profusely, worried about crossing the lady further.

"Now you can look," she said.

Archie, cautious, turned around to catch sight of the lovely beauty, now wide awake with her intense, penetrating stare. Her golden brown eyes were looking through the very essence of Archie's soul.

"I am Aurelia; what is your name?"