A long time ago on an island in the middle of the sea, there was a couple that was very much in love. The wife's name was Amancia and the husband's name was Damerae. They had wanted a child for some time, but had no luck. Each day they hoped and prayed that their child would come. 

Their dream came true one day when Amancia discovered that she was pregnant. Everything was going well, except she had a horrible craving for ackee. They had none themselves, and no money to buy it at the market. So Amancia asked Damerae to get some from her neighbor. 

"You must be crazy! That old witch hates trespassers! And she'll turn anyone who goes in her garden into a rat!" He exclaimed. He spoke of Fayarda, the sorceress who lived in a tower next to them. As long as anyone could remember, she lived alone in a tall, dark tower where she would brew potions and cast spells. Her garden grew all kinds of fruits, vegetables, and herbs from all over the world. It was as large as it was grand. She was fiercely protective of it. Anyone caught in her garden would suffer her wrath. 

When nightfall approached, Damerae snuck into the garden and took the largest, ripest ackee he could find. He took it home to his wife and cooked it with some salted cod. It was the most delicious thing she had ever tasted! It was so good that the next day she begged Damerae to get some more of it. 

Since he had snuck past Fayarda the first time, he was confidant he could do it again. 

He made it in and out of Fayarda's garden once more. This time when he was cooking the ackee he made a fatal mistake. He accidentally left in one of the seeds of the ackee, which is highly poisonous. When he took a bite, he became very ill. 

Amancia tried everything, but she knew it was only a matter of time before her husband died. 

"Please someone! Help my husband!" She cried. 

Fayarda heard the noise and came over to the cottage. 

"What is the meaning of this?" She demanded. 

"My husband needs help right away! He accidentally bit off some of the seed of an ackee, and now I'm afraid he will die!" 

"Where did you get ackee? You hardly have enough to keep the roof from falling in,". 

"It was all my fault! I asked him to take some from your garden. I'm so sorry! Please help him!"

"Do not worry, I will save your husband, but on one condition. You must give me your child,". 

Amancia had started to cry. 

"I promise I will give them the best care,". 

Amancia knew it was the only way to save her husband, so she agreed to Fayarda's deal. 

Fayarda made a potion for Damerae. He soon got better, but with the baby about to be born any day now, Amancia was worried. She gave birth to a healthy baby girl. When Fayarda came to take her away she cried and cried, but she knew that she must keep the promise she made. 

The child was named Ackee, after the plant her father almost died getting for her mother. Ackee and Fayarda lived in a tower that oversaw the entire village. Every day, Fayarda would teach her magic spells and potions. 

Day by day, Ackee grew into a beautiful young woman. Her skin was as dark as the night; her eyes were the color of oak, but her most striking feature was her dreadlocks. They cascaded down past her feet in long, ebony loops. 

Every day, Fayarda would call to Ackee to let down her hair. 

"Ackee, Ackee, let down your locks, so that I may climb this tower of rocks,". 

While she waited for Fayarda to return to the tower, she would sing. 

One day a princess from the nearby kingdom was exploring the forest, and happened to hear Ackee singing. Her voice rang as sweet and clear as a bell. The princess followed it all the way to the tower. She was shocked when she saw Ackee standing on the balcony, her dreadlocks flowing in the breeze.

Ackee stopped her singing at once and called out "Muma Fayarda, is that you?"

"I am Princess Cedella. Who are you?" She asked.

"My name is Ackee. Would you like to come up?"

"How can I get all the way up there? You don't have a ladder, do you?"

"I've got something better," she grinned. She lowered her hair down in long coils. Princess Cedella giggled. She could see the ground getting farther and farther away from her as she climbed the tower.

Once she was in she struck up a conversation. They talked as if they'd known each other for years. Ackee showed her spells and magic potions. They had so much fun together they lost all track of time. The sun was beginning to set on the horizon.

"I have to leave now, but I will visit you again soon," Princess Cedella said. So Ackee lowered her hair down once more.

This continued for some time. Their bond was as strong as steel. The day came when Ackee decided to tell Fayarda. She was nervous and even a little scared, but she loved the Princess, and knew she wanted to spend the rest of her life with her.

Fayarda called to her again "Ackee, Ackee, let down your locks, so that I may climb this tower of rocks,". She could sense something was off from the moment she touched Ackee's hair.

"What is troubling you my child?"

"Muma Fayarda, I got something I need to tell you," Ackee stuttered. "I'm in love with someone. And I'd like you to meet her."

"You? In love?! You're still a girl! You think I'm going to let years of work go to waste just because you're in love?!"

"But she's really a kind person. With her help, I've become stronger than ever. She's brought out things in me that I never knew I had."

"That is just your mind playing tricks on you. I forbid you to see her ever again!"

"Muma Fayarda, please! She's the most wonderful person I've ever met!"

"No Ackee! You're not going to throw away all your hard work over this!"

Ackee cried herself to sleep that night. She knew if Fayarda met Princess Cedella, her mind would change. So she set up a plan. When Princess Cedella would visit, she'd wait with below the tower with her until Fayarda returned.

The next morning when she woke up, not only had all her dreadlocks been chopped off, she was deep in the middle of the forest. Never having left the tower, she had no idea where she was. Still, she struggled to find a way out.

Princess Cedella called to her every day, but no one ever answered. She wandered the kingdom, searching for her. As she wandered she saw the suffering and pain of her people. Her already broken heart was shattered.

After months of searching, they found each other. Joy flooded them like a fountain. They embraced tightly and kissed passionately. Tears of joy ran down their faces. Together, they ruled as the empresses of the kingdom. With Ackee's magic and Cedella's kind heart, justice and peace reigned once more.

One day they got a visit. It was none other then Fayarda.

"You can throw me out and I wouldn't blame you, but there's something I must tell you," she said.

"Your birth mother was a very special woman, and will always have a close place in my heart. We were together like you and Cedella are together now. We had to hide it because we knew we'd become outcasts if anyone found out. Even though we loved each other, it didn't work out. I was so heartbroken that I didn't know what to do. I lost all my magic. I didn't want you to get hurt like I got hurt. I am so sorry. Can you ever forgive me?"

Now Fayarda had done something bad, but she was not the witch she had been made out to be. She had loved and cared for Ackee like she was her own child. Ackee knew this.

"We would be honored if you would be our advisor," Ackee smiled.

After years of separation her parents were reunited with her. It was a time of great joy. The old ways of hatred, prejudice, corruption, and suffering were gone. It was the dawn of a new day.

A naked woman, with long hair like gold, rested peacefully on bedded fig leaves. "Hey!" a voice called her.

The woman slowly opened her eyes. "Wha-?" she breathed, still drozy from her slumber. When her eyes finally opened, she saw the wondrous land around her. Trees that touched the skies, bushes blessed with the most beautiful flowers, and a giant pond that glistened under the sun's light. It was the most spectacular sight to awaken to.

A shadow of another casted over the mystery woman. She turned and saw another wondrous and remarkable sight. It was another woman, like her. Only her hair was short to her ears and black as a raven's feather.

"Where'd you come from?" this stranger asked. "And what're you doing on my bed?"

"Oh, I'm sorry," the woman said. "I don't know where I am."

"New in town, huh?" the stranger smiled. "Pretty rad place, eh? I think it's a giant garden or something." the stranger felt an unusual ache on her right side. She massaged it gently and hoped that it would ease.

"Are you okay?" the woman asked her.

"I don't know. Side's been aching like crazy. Like someone plucked a rib from me. What the crap, right?"

The blonde-haired woman couldn't help but laugh at the dark-haired stranger. The woman's laughter tickled the stranger's ears, which made her cheeks blush bright red. It was then that woman finally got a better look at her mysterious greeter. There she noticed that the other woman was also naked like her too. She admired the perfected figure of her body.

Her eyes then locked with the stranger's. Dark violet eyes that stared back at her. "Sorry, it's rude of me to stare." she apologized bashfully.

"Heck, I don't mind. In fact, I find it a bit flattering." the stranger approached the woman and offered her hand. The woman stared at it. It was a curious gester this stanger made but the tempation to take it was too much. She looked back at the other woman, who smiled as she waited for a response. The woman smiled too and took her new friend's hand. It felt soft like silk. The woman liked her touch, as did the other woman too.

The stranger pulled up her friend off the bed of leaves. It was quick and up the new woman went. The woman stood on her new legs for the first time. At first she wobbled like she was born yesterday. Luckily the stranger helped keep her balance. It was the first time there both woman met eye to eye. The stranger noticed that this woman's eyes were bright blue as the sparkling pond. They both smiled together. "Lemme show ya around here," the stranger said. "I'm Lilith, by the way. You got a name or something?"

The woman wondered the same. There was something locked in her head that she knew belonged to her. Then it sparked like a flame. It was a name. A name she was given. "Eve. Yes, that sounds nice. Eve is my name."

"Eve, huh? I guess it'll do. Come on, I'll give ya a tour of the place."

Lilith took her new friend Eve by the hand and led her through the limitless garden. Eve was flattered by Lilith's friendly assistance. Then something new developed inside her. It formulated inside her heart. She did not know what it was but it grew the more she was with Lilith.

Little did Eve know that Lilith shared the same feeling towards Eve. Having lived in this garden for a while Lilith was happy to have someone around like her to talk to and be around. Not just the many animals that also lived in this mysterious and enchaning land. Lilith could only identify this feeling as affection. Perhaps it won't be longer until it developed into the most powerful emotion of all. Love.

"You know, you're actually kinda cute, Eve."

"Thanks. I think you're cute too, Lilith."

#lesbian #biblical #gardenofeden #twist #satire #romance

Long hair, glittering eyes, full lips. Her laugh like a ray of sunshine.

That was Punzelina, the princess locked up high in a tower for her mother's exploitation. A girl so beautiful and so unimaginably intelligent that she could only be coerced into going outside if a devilishly charming royal were to come to rescue her. She dreamed of it day and night. Someone would come at some time.

Her mother left. It was Saturday morning, when the birds were chirping brightly and the moon was still in sight, even though the sun was fully visible. How wonderful a day it was.

And, oh! Would today be the day? When she might get out? She might be free in the world and live a normal life? Could be. But this feeling was not uncommon to her; she felt it nearly every day.

But a surprise came when she heard foot steps in the grass a few minutes after her mother's departure. Could it be? Someone to come and save her? She brushed back her long, long blonde hair behind her ear. It might disturb someone coming to rescue her.

"Yoo-hoo!" She heard a voice call.

A male voice.

"Anyone up there?" Silence. She stood absolutely still. "Alright, I'm coming up. If you're there, speak now or forever hold your peace. I need a place to stay the night." Punzelina rolled her eyes. She knew this. She had read it in storybook after storybook. A man comes to rescue a girl because he has heard the legends, only to then marry her. He was only looking for a partner and Punzelina was only looking to get out of the tower.

She shuttered the windows and stood against them, if he were to punch them open to come in. And he did just that.

A hit came to her back and the shutters immediately opened, sending Punzelina flying onto the floor, tangling her hair into a mess of knots. Not very happy was she.

Then the man climbed through the window, brushing himself off as she hid behind her pool of hair, wishing him away. He ran his fingers through his hair one more time as he noticed Punzelina on the floor.

"Okay..." he started. "Well this is, um...awkward." He stared her up and down and suddenly extended his hand out to her. "Prince Kennedy." Punzelina eyed him up and down. He didn't look like a prince. He had stubble around his whole chin and his clothes were battered and sweat-stained. How could he be a prince?

"You don't look like a prince to me," Punzelina replied, annoyed. "Who are you really? And what was your purpose? I'm sure it wasn't to get a night's sleep here. It is the morning." He chuckled and his cheeks turned red.

"If you're trying to get me to stay and, well, be a prince to a lock-up like you, you're out of luck." His bluntness shocked Punzelina as she stood up. To her surprise she towered over him like a giant seeking its prey. "I don't do the whole kissing thing. Also, why are you coming closer to me..." His voice trailed off as Punzelina approached him. He leaned back as far as possible and she came closer still with no regard for his body language.

"Thank you!" she suddenly screamed, throwing her arms around him and squeezing him until he would perpetually pop. "I knew this day would come! And by the way, this would have been super weird to lead with, but I don't want to kiss you, either." His face fell when he heard those words, as if he might be offended, but Punzelina had a response.

"Don't be offended, Kennedy," she said. "I like kissing girls better." With that, she took his hand and threw open the shutters.

She looked around the room for some blade of some sort and caught a glimpse of Kennedy's pocket - a gleaming something sticking out. She reached for it without him noticing and she was suddenly wielding a small blade. Just the right size for the job.

She held it up, waiting for the right moment to strike. The terror in Kennedy's eyes grew by the millisecond and then SLICE.

Punzelina's hair was shorter than ever.

She fed the remains through the shutter as Kennedy stood, amazed he wasn't killed. She tied one end to the windowsill and motioned for Kennedy to go first.

"Straight men first," she gestured, and he shrugged. "Use the hair as a rope." He looked at the hair, looking a little disgusted, but then grabbed onto it and slid all the way down. Then it was Punzelina's turn.

"And by the way," Kennedy added as they both fell to the ground, "I know a great girl that I seriously do not want to marry back home."

"Is that why you ran away?" Punzelina asked. He laughed and nodded as they started to walk through the thicket. "Then I wouldn't like her either!"

That was the moment Punzelina realized that life was going to be better with a best friend. It wouldn't be lonely anymore up in that tower will an impending death forever closing in on her.

She also realized that she could have easily gotten out of the tower herself that day.