The Man Who Stole Night

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Fantasy  |  House: Booksie Classic
It is forever daylight in the land of Luz. The cause: one man and his grief.

Submitted: July 10, 2014

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Submitted: July 10, 2014



Chapter 1:

Erik leaned against the balcony enjoying the fresh breeze and the coolness of the night. Safe in his mansion, he looked down on the town of Luz; the land forever cursed with daylight. He smiled wickedly and stretched lazily, then leapt nimbly onto the railing of the balcony. He crouched and sat comfortably. 

The people of the town had no clue why the land was cursed. They believed it was due to their puny, non-existant gods, but Erik knew better. He knew because he was the one that had cursed them three years ago.

Three years ago upon his 18th birthday the town had convicted his mother of being a witch and had burned her to ashes. He had fled to the old haunted mansion upon the hill and had cursed them with all his might and to his complete surprise discovered that he had actual powers, meaning his mother had been a witch afterall. 

Why he stole the night, he wasn't quite sure of himself. In his rage he'd cursed them and had believed that the night was their refuge from the burning hot of the daytime and it was. Now the town of Luz was forever cursed with daylight and the heat that it brought. No one was allowed to leave. That was also part of his curse.

He smiled wickedly down on the town again. "That's what happens when you kill a woman who's done no wrong." With one last look he leapt down from the railing and made his way inside, to the seclusion of his life.

Luna set the pail aside and looked upon the hill. "Who lives there?" she asked turning to her father. "A coward who ran after his witch of a mother was burned. Some people say he's the reason why the moon never visits Luz. Some people believe the gods did it, but he stole the night. I know it."

"How awful."

"How do you not know these things, Luna?"

"It's an awful thing to know. I must have blocked it out."

"It's a thing of the past now. We've come to accept it, now go bring that pail of milk to your mother."

"Aye, Father." 

She lifted the pail and made her way into the small cottage that housed her, her parents, and three siblings. "Mother, I've brought the milk!"

"Set it on the table dear. Go fetch some mushrooms. You remember which ones are the good ones?"

"Aye, mother. I'll be back soon." 

As Luna made her way to the woods where the mushrooms grew, she hummed a little tune cherrily. 

Erik gazed down from his balcony and watched as the girl entered the woods which were dangerously close to the end of Luz's boundaries. He smiled, amused. No one had ever tried to cross the boundaries, it had just always been known that no one could leave. It wold be interesting to see what would happen to this girl. Even he himself didn't know what would happen to her, but he would certainly find out. 


Chapter 2:

Luna knelt down and examined the mushroom before her. The color and the smell seemed alright. She picked it and placed it in her basket.

"What are you doing girl?"

She shrieked and dropped her basket, simultaneously turning around to face Erik.

"You nearly made me have a heart attack!" she yelled picking up her basket.

"You didn't answer my question."

"I'm picking mushrooms. What else does it look like I'm doing?"

"You do realize where you are, right?" he questioned.

"I'm in the woods, picking mushrooms. Do you know where you're at?" she retorted.

"You are dangerously close to the boundary. Do you know what happens when you try to cross it?"

"I'm not trying to cross it. I'm just getting mushrooms for supper. Geez."

"Do you know who I am?" he asked.

She set her basket down and then looked up at him, examining him closely. "A really tall pale guy? Am I supposed to know you?"

"If you don't know of me, then surely you know of my mother," he replied.

"Does she live in Luz? I might know her then. Who is she?"

"She's the woman who was burned alive in the square three years ago."

She gasped and took a step back. "Then you're her son. You're the reason Luz has no night. You're the one that cursed our town. You're Erik."

"You are correct and smarter than I previously deemed."

"Why did you curse us?"

"I take back that statement. Are you really so simple minded that you cannot guess my reasoning behind my actions?! I cursed the town to avenge my mother's death!"

"But she was a witch. Witches are bad."

He leapt forward and took hold of her neck tightly, pressing her against a tree. "You take that back right now! My mother was not evil. There wasn't a single evil bone in her body. She tried to help you people and you and your people returned the gesture by burning her alive! You are the evil ones!"

"I wasn't the one who killed her," she choked out.

He slowly released her. "No, but your family, friends, and neighbors were. The town got together and decided. The decision was unanamous. There wasn't a single person who voted against her death. Everyone is to blame, including you."

"I am truly sorry about your mother."

"Lies! You're all liars and murderers!"

"And you think you're any better? We have no relief from the heat or the sun. Do you know how many have perished from the heat? Are we not more than even now?" she asked.

"Not even a hundred of your peoples' lives compare to my mother's. We will never be even for as long as I live!"

"You are not just angry. You are grieving as well. Do you not think it is time to let this pass?"

"Who do you think you are?!" he demanded angrily.

"I'm Luna. Is there not any way you'd take back your curse?"

"Why would I want to? Your town has nothing to offer me."

"What about me?" she asked

"What about you?" he repeated.

"You can have me in return for lifting the curse."

"Why would I want you?" he asked.

"Because you can do whatever you please with me. I do not care, just please return night to Luz."

"Whatever I want with you? Even if that means taking your life?" he asked taking a step forward. She gulped and nodded. "If it comes down to that, then yes."

"You have yourself a deal. Give me your hand."

She held her hand out and he took it. He took a dagger from his boot and made a small cut on her palm. She winced. He did the same with his hand and then took her hand tightly in his, letting their blood fuse together. He whispered a short incantation and then released her hand.

"It is done. You are now bound to me. You must do everything that I command of you. Now come with me."

"Can't I tell my family good bye?"

"That was not part of the agreement." He snapped his fingers and a silver chain appeared in his hand. He pressed it against Luna's wrists and it attatched itself around her. "Now come along."


Chapter 3:

"What happens when I cross the boundary?" Luna asked from behind him. He shrugged. "I do not know. No one has ever attempted to leave Luz. You could die a thousand gruesome ways, or nothing could happen at all. We will find out shortly."

"If I die, you have to promise to lift the curse."

"I don't have to promise anything. The deal was that I could do anything I wanted with you. Well I haven't done anything yet." She could not think of a reply, so she just continued to walk in silence. 

After a few more minutes of walking he came to a halt and she did likewise. "We are directly at the border. Just a few steps forward and we'll have crossed the boundary. Are you ready?" he asked turning to look at her. 

She shook her head. "No, but I don't have a choice do I?"

"None whatsoever." 

She took a deep breath. "Then I'm ready when you are."

Without saying anything he took a step forward and a red see-through barrier appeared. He walked through it with ease. "Your turn," he called from the other side, his voice somewhat muffled.

She took another deep breath and mustered up all the courage she had, closed her eyes, and stepped forward. She kept walking until she bumped into Erik's chest. 

She opened her eyes and lifted her head, gazing into his eyes. "Nothing happened," she said after a moment. 

"Nothing that is noticable anyway. Come along. We've got quite a long walk ahead of us."

"More walking? My feet already hurt."

He spun around to face her, obviously annoyed. "Perhaps your feet hurt because you are weak. You don't know what pain is until you've been out here for many days without food, water, or even shoes."

"You didn't have to run."

"Yes I did. They would have killed me just like my mother. I was a coward and I ran away when I should have faced my death like a man."

"You were barely more than a child though."

"I was your age when it happened, but still a man."

"I'm sorry."

"Too little, too late. Let's keep walking."

He continued walking. She followed him and stumbled on the rocky soil. She tripped and fell. He turned around once more with a sigh. "I am beginning to regret this decision." Without another word he lifted her into his arms, ignoring the bleeding cuts on both knees. 

"I would say thank you, but I know you're not doing this to be kind. You're just eager to return to your home and I'm slowing you down."


He continued walking and moments later a wolf howled not too far from them. "The sun is setting. It's never good to be here when the sun is setting."

Luna looked to the sky and smiled. "The sun really is setting. It's beautiful. There are so many colors."

"You can admire the sunset later. There will be many more sunsets to come. We've got to get away from here. Close your eyes tight and don't open them until I tell you to."


"Just do as I say....please." 

"Alright." She closed her eyes as told. 

She began to grow impatient when she felt nothing happening and then suddenly the air began to grow thin and she was having a hard time breathing. 

"Keep your eyes closed." His voice seemed far away, but she detected something he hadn't shown before. Perhaps it was worry? Or was it protection? Either way, she kept her eyes closed. Finally she felt the air return to normal. 

"You may open your eyes."


Chapter 4: 

When she opened her eyes they were standing at the top of a hill. In front of them was a huge, almost castle looking mansion with big oak doors. He had transported them here. 

"You live here?"

"I do."

"It's really really big."

"And haunted."

"It is?" she questioned.

"Not really. It's just a rumor. When I moved in, it very well looked as if it was haunted, but I repaired the place and it's now fit for a king. Or at least the next best thing: me."

"That wasn't arrogant at all," she retorted sarcastically.

"Let's just go inside, shall we?"

She nodded. He stepped forward and then stopped himself. 

"What is it?" she asked. 

"Open the doors."


"Yes, you. We had a deal." 

"Okay, if you want me to open your doors, then I'll open your doors. I thought you would want something else of me, but whatever."

She walked past him and pushed against the doors. They wouldn't budge. She pressed her shoulder against one of the doors and pushed harder. After a couple of seconds she gave up. "I can't open them."

"Of course you can't. Only I can open them. They're locked with magic."

"Then why did you have me try and open the doors if it was just a waste of my time?"

"For amusement. You struggling with those doors was quite entertaining."

She made a face at him and he ignored her. As he approached the doors they opened willingly for him. He stepped inside and she followed.

The place was completely dark. He clapped his hands and hundreds of candles around them lit themselves simultaneously. 

She was impressed by his power, just a little.

They were in a large room with lavished carpets on the floor and tapestries on the walls. There was a huge fireplace with a solitary chair near it and then the largest staircase she had ever seen. This one room alone was larger than her entire house. 

"And here I was sleeping in the rafters."

He turned to look at her. "You do have a farmgirl appearance about you. Your hair is rather tangled and when was the last time you bathed? You stink."

She lifted her armpit and sniffed. She immediately regretted it. "It's been a while," she admitted.

"I can tell. Follow me."

He walked over to the staircase and began walking up the stairs. She quickly followed him. 

There was a hallway to the right and to the left. They took the one on the left. It was filled with rooms and other hallways. If she wasn't careful then she would definitely get lost. 

Erik made an abrupt stop in front of a yellow door. "This is it, I think. There's so many rooms that I sometimes forget what they're used for or what's inside them. That's why they're color-coded."

He twisted the knob and the door swung inward. "Yes, here we are. This is one of the many bathing rooms on this floor."

"There are more floors?" 

"Oh, many more. There's six floors. My room is on the sixth floor and it is out of bounds to you."

"As if I could ever find the sixth floor."


He stepped into the room and she followed. He walked over to the tub and snapped his fingers. Water began flowing from mid air, intent on filling the ivory tub. 

"The water will stop when the tub is full." He snapped his fingers again and a pile of clothes appeared in his hands. "These are for you. Bathe thoroughly. That means behind your ears too."

He handed her the clothes and waved his hand in the air. A towel appeared and landed on top of the clothes she was carrying.

"When you are done, make sure you head back to the entryway. I will meet you there. If you get lost, talk to the walls, they will guide you where you need to go."

"What am I supposed to say to them?"

"Say: lead me to Erik and they will show you."

"How will they show me?"

"You can't miss it. Good bye for now."

She blinked and he was gone. "This place is strange and so is he."


Chapter 5:

She undressed and slide into the tub, sighing in delight. The water was absolutely exquisite. "I could get used to this," she purred leaning her back against the tub. 

"I don't see why my father says what he does about Erik, or anyone else for that matter. He's obviously still grieving for his mother. I would be upset too. So he doesn't have the best personality and I basically have to be his slave, but he did save me from wolves and take me to this magnificent place. Oh God, I'm talking to myself. Shut up Luna. The walls can probably hear you. Can they hear me?" She quickly shut up and finished the rest of her bath in silence.

She dried off and quickly dressed in the satin nightgown that had been provided for her. In Luz she would never have anything this nice. 

She found a brush and brushed the tangles and knots out of her hair. With that finished, she was ready to find Erik. 

She stepped out of the room and knew immediately that she was already lost. She had forgotten the way they had come. She took a deep breath.

"I feel stupid for talking to walls, but walls, can you please take me to Erik?"

There was silence as nothing happened. "Well this is great. Now I look like an idiot." 

She was about to walk back into the yellow-doored room when suddenly an arrow appeared on the wall to the left of her, pointing her in the direction she needed to go. "Thank you, walls." 

She followed the arrows for several minutes until she recognized the staircase that led to the entryway. "Thank you," she whispered to the walls as she made her way down the stairs and towards the fireplace where she saw Erik sitting with an empty chair beside him.

She quietly sat down beside him and he made no indication of acknowledging  her presence. 

"How did you like your bath?" he finally asked without turning to look at her. "It was marvelous. I feel so clean and energized."

There was more silence.

"Is something bothering you?" she finally asked after moments of silence had passed. 

He turned to look at her. "You remember when I cut your hand earlier and made that incantation?"

She nodded. 

"I was not lying when I said that we were bound. We're bound until one of us or both of us dies. If one of us gets hurt, then the other feels it. When you fell earlier and skinned your knees, I felt it. I not only felt it, but recieved the same injury."

He lifted his pant's leg and showed her a cut on his knee that was indentical to the one on her knee. 

"I didn't know that."

"I am not finished. Since I made the bond, I can command you to do anything that I please and you will not be able to disobey."

"That's not fair on my part!"

"I know it's not fair, but I am lifting the curse because of you and our deal. I did not wish to be one hundred percent bound to you, but I have no choice. The bond is irrevocable unless I kill you. I am many things, but not a murderer. I do not kill people...or not directly anyway. This is a huge inconvenience on me and you will make it up to me."

"I don't like the sound of this."

"You don't have to like it, but you have no control in the matter. I want you to sleep with me."

"What? No."

"Let me rephrase this so it's an order. Sleep with me. Now." 


Chapter 6:

"I won't forgive you for this," she said through gritted teeth as she found herself moving closer to him uncontrollably. 

"Don't fight it. It will only hurt you."

"I will fight it."

He took hold of her wrist and pulled her to him, setting her down on top of his lap. 

"Don't move." She froze. 

He slid his hands into her hair and along her shoulders and arms.

He leaned back in the chair with a smile. "Take off your nightgown."

He watched as she struggled to gain control of her limbs, but couldn't. Against her will, she removed the nightgown and let it fall to the floor. 

"Good girl."

"You bastard!"

"Don't talk." 

She remained silent as he put his hands all over her. She was unable to move or to speak. 

He pulled his shirt off and she was surprised as a wave of pure desire coursed through her body. His chest was muscular and beautiful, even if it was pale. 

He smiled. "I felt that. You just lusted for me. Good." 

He picked her up and stood, carrying her over to a bed that hadn't been there moments before. He set her down gently. He slowly took off his pants and climbed onto the bed, leaning over her.

"Now you may do as you please."

"You bastard!" she yelled slapping him in the face hard. She winced as she felt the pain through their bond. 

"Are you done yet?" he asked. 

She stared into his grey eyes silently, feeling desire that she knew she shouldn't. She nodded slowly. 

"Good." With that he leaned forward and pressed his mouth to hers, kissing her passionately. Her arms came up around his neck as she kissed him back of her own free will. 



Chapter 7

Luna awoke and for a moment she forgot where she was and who the man beside her was, but then she quickly regained her memory. 

She slowly sat up, careful not to wake him. She made her way over to the fireplace where her clothes has been discarded onto the floor. She quickly slid the nightgown over her head. 

She walked over to the oak doors and carefully pushed one open. From here she could easily see Luz and what she saw brought tears to her eyes. The moon was hanging over the town as if it had never left. Erik has broken the curse after all. 

She turned to look back at his sleeping form. She smiled and closed the door, walking back over to him. She knelt beside him and kissed his forehead. "Thank you," she whispered. And she really meant it. 






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