Small
feet pattered across the cracked tile floor. Two figures in flowing
white nightgowns crept along, stifling giggles as they slipped along
towards the spiraling staircase leading to the rest of the house. A
tiny bell chimed discordantly from the hall. They paused just at the
top of the stairs.
The
only light below came from the moon shining through the broken
windows. She sat on a worn settee and stared out at the encroaching
rose bushes. Thorns as long as her hand gleamed in the silver light,
looking like strange and twisted daggers.
She
knew the children were there. The giggling was unmistakable. She
didn't look up, though. She closed her eyes and prayed for sleep to
come. It didn't. It never did. Not since that day. She fingered the
pendant around her neck and cursed her husband. Her imprecations
didn't matter. He was dead, buried and turned to dust.
The
children giggled again. She sighed. “Back to bed with you,” she
called.
“Why
mama?” The voice was of her beautiful Light. “We want to stay up
and watch the moon too.”
“Don't
you love us, mama?” That was Gale. His piping voice was as easy to
recognize as that of his sister.
“You
know I love you,” she said, rising from the settee. Agony ripped
through her heart as she turned to stare into the faces of her
children. She walked towards the stairs with slow, heavy steps. Her
tangled hair brushed against her back and the tattered remnants of
her nightgown stirred up dust on the broken tile.
“Mama,
tell us a story,” Light begged. Her smile was bright. “Tell us
the story.”
The
woman stopped, swaying a little on her feet. That wasn't a request
she'd heard for a long time. She halfway hoped to never hear it
again. “The story?”
she asked.
“Yes! Yes!” Gale shouted, jumping up and down. He looked like a
little boy pleading for his favorite treat.
She
bowed her head. “Come down here and join me then,” she whispered.
She returned to her seat. The children scampered down and climbed
into her lap. Their little bodies were cold and hard as they squirmed
around in her lap. They settled into comfortable positions and
waited.
“Tell us, mama,” Light demanded.
“Once upon a time, there was a little family that lived together in
a grand mansion,” the woman began. “To everyone else, they
appeared happy and loving. The parents seemed to dote on the two
little angels they'd been given to raise. But the mother wasn't
pleased with them. To her, they damaged her beauty and limited the
amount of pleasure she could take in life because of her vanity.” A
tear slid down one cheek. “Her husband was a kind man who couldn't
understand why his wife didn't love the angels as much as he did.”
“What happened next, mama?” Gale asked when she paused.
“One
night the woman was sitting by the window dreaming and singing to
herself. She was admiring a new necklace in her small hand mirror.
The angels came downstairs, frightened by bad dreams. The woman,
angry with the interruption, scolded them instead of offering them
comfort. The children ran back up to their room.” Her hands
trembled and the words choked her.
“Go on, mama,” Light said. Her eyes flickered a restless crimson.
“One of the angels knocked over the candle used to guard against
the night,” the woman said. “Their mother ignored their screams
until it was too late. All of the upper part of the house was aflame
and the angers were dead. She was blamed at first but her grief made
most people believe her when she said it was an accident. Her husband
never forgave her and she was cursed.”
“How was she cursed, mama?” Gale asked.
“She was forced to live in the house that was where she'd been
happiest, and was the place of her greatest sorrow,” she said.
“There she lives to this day. She is unable to die and unable to
forget. She watches as the world she knew leaves her behind.”
“What else?” Light demanded.
“She
is haunted by her angels, who have become demons to punish her for
her crime,” she said in a barely audible voice.
Light laughed. “We're going to be together forever and ever, aren't
we?” She wrapped her bony arms around the woman's neck and hugged
her.
“Yes, Light. We'll be together forever and ever.”
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