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The first time he saw her was late on a Sunday night. He was supposed to be asleep, since it was past midnight and therefore hours past his bedtime. But he'd gotten up...because something was pulling him up.
He didn't exactly understand what it was. But he could feel it deep inside, in his bones. Like he'd been playing a really rough game of tag all day.
Following that feeling he'd slipped out of his room and down the hall, straining to hear and see in the long darkened hallway. Even though he'd been living here for a couple of years he still couldn't get over how scary this place looked at night. The shadows dancing like fire and making monstrous faces at him as he passed. It was enough to make any other seven year old want to hide under his sheets.
When he finally reached the end of the hall, he could hear them. The voices.
One was lovingly familiar, Andrea, his mother. The second was strange to his ears...but apparently not to his heart. As soon as the second woman spoke, his blood seemed to rush through him in reaction.The rush made him lightheaded and he stumbled in reaction, small hands gripping the nearest wall.
"I don't know why you didn't bring her here in the first place." Andre's voice was an angry whisper, coming from just feet away. "I can raise her better than the Avolonians, I actually knew her mother."
Hearing his mother so close Matt realized that standing here wasn't a good idea. Looking around frantically he found a shadowed corner and dove into it, pressing himself against cool stone in an attempt to make himself as small as possible. Just as Andrea and strange black haired woman turned into the hallway.
"I understand your frustration Andrea but I thought it best-"
"Best? Galexy I have always put up with what you thought best. I have happily followed along with your orders, I've kept an eye on Life through every one of her reincarnations, because you told me too. " By now Andrea's voice had reached a tone that Matt had never heard before, and it scared him. "I spend my days and nights locked in this body." She gestured angrily at herself, her green eyes flashing as though some light inside was trying to break free. "And I feel myself going mad for want of battle and my best friend. I am tired of what you think is best. You owed me this."
The other woman was silent, but she stopped walking and turned to Andrea, the light from one of the torches shining down on her. . As she did Matt couldn't help but notice that there were thick streaks of white in her hair. "As I've said before I understand." There was a dark finality in her voice and her golden eyes narrowed into slits. "I made a mistake and I'm sorry. But could we please not speak of this in front of the child?"
For a moment, Matt's heart froze in his chest and he thought that they referred to him. Fear of the mysterious lady made him press hard into the shadows, his blue eyes flicking from one woman to the other.
It took him a while to see that there was a third person with them.
Looking at her Matt could tell that she was the same age as he was. What happened next would change his life forever. Slowly, her face came into the light, and as it did Matt felt like he'd been hit by a bolt of lightning.
The girl, he would learn later, was Mimi Rose. Daughter of Mother Nature, and the object of his affections for the rest of his life. At the tender age of seven Mimi was an orphan, like he was, and was coming to live with Andrea and the rest of the children that the witch had taken in. Petite in size she had long auburn hair that hung all the way down to her knees in perfect curls. Her skin was pale, like a dolls, and her eyes were big and deep blue.
Even in the small cotton robe she'd been given at her previous home on Avalon, she looked beautiful in Matt's eyes.
He may have only been seven years old. But he was in love.
 Rapta · Wed Jul 06, 2011 @ 01:10am · 0 Comments |
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