The young girl sat by the
fire and watched the flames consuming the logs. Her Granny Kate
was busy in the kitchen fixing hot chocolate. How the girl loved
her Granny's hot chocolate.
"Do you want marshmallows in
your cocoa?" her Granny asked.
"Yes, please granny," she
Granny Kate never used that
instant cocoa she always made it from scratch. She used real milk
and powdered cocoa.
It was the best. Then she
would put five marshmallows in the cup.
"Heavenly," she said out
"What was that?" Granny Kate
"Nothing, Granny," she
With two cups of the steamy
cocoa in her hands Granny Kate walked into the oversized living
room and sat down on the sofa with her granddaughter.
"Here you go Marie," she
said handing the cup to her.
"Thanks," Marie responded
taking the cup from her Granny.
"Will you tell me a story?"
Granny Kate took a slow sip
of her beverage and for a moment gazed deep into the fire.
"Have I ever told you the
story of the Changeling?" she asked her granddaughter.
"No," Marie said shaking her
head, "is it very scary?"
Granny Kate snorted and
shook her head signifying indeed it was.
She pulled the young girl
toward her, cleared her throat, and began to tell her tale.
"Once not too long ago there
was a child born to the Queen of the fairies. The child was of
great beauty. This caused more than a little concern from the
fairy folk for they felt the Queen had mated with a human instead
of her own kind. Rather than cause chaos and discord among her
people the Queen took the child to a human couple who could have
no children of their own.
The couple embraced the
child and raised her as their own. They named her Glory for she
was as beautiful as a morning glory. She had piercing blue eyes
and hair the color of moonlight. She was short by the standards
of humans, but no one seemed to notice because of the radiant
personality which she possessed. Glory led a relatively normal
childhood. She grew more beautiful each day and it seemed she had
a natural talent for playing instruments.
There were times though her
human parents became concerned. She would slip out late at night
and they would find her sleeping by a lake which sat at the edge
of the forest. On one such occasion a necklace had appeared about
her slender neck. When questioned about the object Glory said she
did not know where it had come from. The chain was made of pure
gold and hanging suspended on the chain was a tiny gold acorn.
Glory took a fancy to the bauble immediately. She wore it day and
On her eighteenth birthday a
boy who had grown up with her came to Glory's home professing his
love for the girl. He had worshipped her from afar, but now he
made his intentions clear. He asked Glory and her surrogate
parents for Glory's hand in marriage. Glory was elated and
Ah what a wedding the two
young people had! Such a wonderful party!
Glory and her husband Dave
built a small house close to the lake. Their lives were perfect.
Glory gave birth to her daughter two years later. The baby was
angelic. She was the image of her mother. It seemed they had all
the good things life could give. Still late at night Glory would
slip from her home and travel to the lake. Her husband never
seemed to be too concerned about this because Glory had explained
to him this was normal behavior for her.
As the moon waxed to full on
her twenty first birthday Glory for the last time walked to the
lake. She watched the moon as it rose and reflected across the
lake's surface. She saw her reflection in the lake as well. Her
delicate features changed as she watched. Her pale skin slowly
changed to a hideous shade of green. Her facial features which
had been so delicate and exquisite changed as well, into
something dark and sinister. Her eyes which Dave had loved so
much turned jet black. There was nothing left of the young woman
that anyone would ever recognize.
She screamed as the
transformation came to an end.
Dave awoke from his sleep
and listened. He heard a rustling sound near the foot of the bed.
A candle sat on the bed side table and he lit it. Never in his
life had he seen such an obscene thing. It was as if the creature
had crawled out of one of his nightmares.
Whatever the thing was it
started toward him. He cried out at the monster and started to
strike it with great force.
He feared for himself and
his family. Glory not understanding that Dave did not recognize
her began to fight back.
Where her fingers had been
long and slender they had become clawed. She ripped and tore the
softer skin on Dave's face his back, and chest.
Soon there was silence, a
deadly silence, for Dave lay on the bed. Glory had shredded her
beloved to pieces. For a moment she stood over his lifeless body
and a tear fell on his corpse, then just as quickly she
The next morning a neighbor
came to call upon the happy couple. A cry came up from inside the
house. The baby had wakened and with no one to feed it was crying
and screaming. The neighbor after not getting a response upon
knocking entered the home.
Nothing could have prepared
him for what he found. A cry went up through the township. The
baby had been whisked away to Dave's parent's home and the town
folk formed as a group. Whatever creature had done this it would
be dealt with.
The procession of armed men
searched the forest. Toward nightfall they found the beast hiding
in a tangled mass of shrubbery. I think it was Tom MacDonald who
shot the thing as it charged toward the hunting party. A cheer
went up from the men. They dragged the monster back to town. Not
until they arrived back to town did they notice the necklace
around the creature's neck. They gifted it to the baby. "
Marie sat in silence. Her
eyes had doubled in size.
"How horrible!" she
"Yes," Granny Kate
"What happened to the little
girl?" Marie asked.
Granny Kate had gone to the
fireplace. She poked the fire and then took something from a
small box that was on top of the mantle. As she walked toward
Marie she pulled a gold chain from its resting place.
"You see," Granny Kate said
rather sadly, "This was your mother's."
There in her grandmother's
worn, rough hands dangling from her Granny Kate's fingers was the
tiny gold acorn necklace.