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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Fantasy  |  House: Booksie Classic

This is from a dream I once had.

  • Do you know why you’re here, Elizabeth ?

This is about Adams father, isn’t it? What did you do to him? Where is the boy? You don’t understand!

  • Then make me understand!  I have three men at their door right at this moment so it’s time for you to make a decision. Give me a reason why I shouldn’t  have my men kill Matthew right in this moment.

I don’t have time for this. It’s almost midnight. I have to get back to the cottage. I need to be there when it happens.

  • What happens at midnight? Tell me! Or I swear to whatever god there is that this man won’t live to see his sons 13th birthday.

I’ll tell you everything. But don’t hurt him. Don’t hurt any of them!

  • Their lives depend on you, Elizabeth. So why don’t you hurry up and tell me since when did you know this was happening.

I knew that boy since he was born and I’m very fond of him. I always treated him like my little brother, even if he is almost 13 already. His father wasn’t much around, having to work as a trucker, so Adam didn’t have the time to know him very well.

We lived in the same village, as neighbours, and I always used to help his mother Kate with the cooking or cleaning up the animal cages. We got used to this life. It was all we had. Until one day, when everything changed.

One Saturday morning, I was invited to have breakfast at their place.As the three of us were at the table, I heard the front door open. It was Adams father. I knew from the second he entered the room that something was different about him.

  • Enough with the stories! Why don’t you get to the point. Why did Matthew kill his wife ?

If you could just let me talk! Matthew is not a murderer! You people got this all wrong. He didn’t kill anyone. He just did what needed to be done.

  • Are you implying that you’re aiding a criminal, miss Elizabeth ?

Aiding a… what? No! Adam’s father is innocent. Now let me finish, so I can get there and be with Adam.

  • Go on then. What happened next?

Well  in order for you to understand what I’m really talking about, I have to tell you a story first. My grandfather used to tell me this from time to time,  just so I would never forget how our people came to live another day. I always considered it a myth, a bedtime story, never thought it was true until the day I saw it with my own eyes. So yes, I get why it is so hard for you to believe me. But trust me! Please! It had to happen this way.

He used to tell me about this very powerful being that came to our village two centuries ago. At that time, a horrible plague was infesting the people, the animals and even the crops.  The being chose a tall, well built and athletic man to reveal  itself to and it spoke to him this: Should you let me posess this body to walk freely like man amongst you until the moon shines the 13th time above your youngest and should your woman give herself freely to me,  I will cure your people from this plague.

 I don’t know if it’s a god, a demon, an angel or even a mythical creature, the only thing I know for sure, the only thing you yourself could verify by searching the archives, is that the plague has miraculously disappeared the moment my grandfather turned 13 years old.

  • This is all bulshit! Demons? Sacrifices? Your grandfather? Woman, I don’t understand a word you’re saying!

The man I told you about in the story was my grandgrandfather and the boy was his son. My grandfather. He was only 13 years old when all this happened and the being saved his life, as well as the lives of all the other villagers.

  • So in this story of yours,  your grandgrandfather murdered his wife and put the blame on some imaginary being created by his mind to defend himself. That’s what you are trying to tell me?

No! That is not what happened. He didn’t murder his wife. She gave herself willingly to him for the sake of a greater good.

  • Saying that I believe this nonsense, what happened next? What happened to the man? To the boy?

After his wife offered herself to protect the others, the being took my grandfather to a shed in the woods, where they were to wait until the moon has been risen and the pact fulfilled.

  • The 13th birthday…

Yes.  And then, the being would leave this place in this new body and be reunited with the woman that offered herself to him. As for the boy, he would live to tell the story, so that the next generation wouldn’t ever forget that in need, they could always be helped.

So you see, detective,  Adam’s mother was not murdered and no wrong has been done, he is just trying to help us. Now please, get your men out of there and take me to the cottage!

  • Shut your mouth, woman! I won’t be sitting here, listening to your lies, while a man is going to murder a little boy! Open you eyes and look around you! There’s no plague, no pestilence, villagers are not dying and there are definitly no demons trying to save us all!

If you don’t see it detective, that doesn’t mean it’s not there.  I have seen the way he looked at the sky. The way he stood outside for hours, just staring into the ground, listening. Something is coming, and when it’s here… you’ll blame yourself for not listening to me!

  • You…were spying on him?

Of course I was watching him! I started following Matthew around since the day he came back to the village.

  • You knew what he was up to all along and didn’t say anything ?

I told you I felt something was different.  So I decided to see what was going on. On several  nights, I followed him through the gardens, through the forest, through the crops. He would stop from time to time and started talking. At first… I thought he’d gone mad, sleepwalking, talking to the trees, to the leaves, to the soil… But then one night, everything changed. I… I’ve seen him change.

  • You’ve seen him change ?

You heard me right! I couldn’t believe my own eyes. But there he was, disappearing and appearing again from place to place, surrounded by a white, bright mist. I was so afraid! I wanted to turn back and run, but I stepped on a twig and the noise drew his attention. In a blink of an eye, he disappeared into that white mist.  I’m guessing he didn’t want to be seen, but before I could make a step, he appeared right in front of me, saying: Elizabeth, come.

I looked at his face and I screamed. I was terrified. He didn’t look like the Matthew I knew anymore.

Don’t be afraid, he said and then grabbed me. I passed out. When I woke up, I looked around and immediately recognized the place. I was lying on Adam’s bed and all three of them were there, waiting for me to wake up. I heared Adam talking: Dad, she’s awake! Dad!  Matthew came near my bed. His face was different. His skin was darker, more dry, his cheekbones were showing through, his eyes were bigger and had a pale, white color. Then Adam said to me: Don’t be afraid. He’s still my dad. He’s gonna help us. I remembered  the story my grandpa used to tell me about as a child and realised it was all true.  The only question I wanted to ask Matthew was: Why are you here?  And I had to trust him with his answer: I wouldn’t be here, if there was another way.

I looked at Kate. She was so silent. She made her choice. So I took Adams hand into mine, closed my eyes and said: Then do it!

Now you tell me detective, how could I have come to the police with a story like this one?  Who would believe me? Not even you! This is bigger than all of us. All I am asking you is to let me say goodbye to Matthew. Let me be there for Adam when all this is over. And then you can do whatever  you want.

  • You’re free to go, I heard him say to me.

As I was leaving the room, I saw him pick up the phone.

  • Case is closed. Return to the station immediately.


Submitted: December 17, 2013

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Stormbird Throneshaker

Oh Wow! That means oh Writer of Words
This is a great short story that you have shared about a dream you once had.
And it gets an (I LIKE IT) from me!!!

Tue, December 17th, 2013 5:07pm


Thank you very much !

Thu, January 9th, 2014 9:33am

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