Sitting at her desk, a single candlelight in the darkness of night. Three children slept on the couches in the background as she scribbled away on her papers, her eyes with dark bags underneath them. Her possession collar sat on her neck, on top of a rash. She glanced up at the three behind her, sighing. There was one missing. There had meant to be four always. Four children, but there were only three here. But why? There was four-- always. Right? She always saw her there, brown hair, puffy, green eyes. An exact copy of her when she was younger, nearly. Or was she simply going insane? The three others couldn't see her.
Maybe it was the lack of sleep. Pushing the chair back, she stood up, waking one of the children. One of them groaned, looking upwards at her and blinking whilst speaking in Elvish. "Mother, where're you going?" asked the young child. "Oh, Kai. Nowhere, nowhere. Now, go back to sleep." answered Bell, glancing at the two twins, who were now also looking at her. "You too, Hiswe and Daero. It's past your bed times." And at that, she opened the door, stumbling out and closing it once more. She moved towards her own room, a mess just like her. Picking up a knife, she looked at her illegal mirror. Carefully angling it, she cut her hair completely short, and began to comb it backwards. If she was coming back, she wasn't having her old reputation dragged back with her. Fixing her collar, she sighed. Changing into different clothes, she once more moved out of her room, now outside. The moment she stepped foot out, the woman was hit with a cool winter breeze and some snow.
It came as no surprise to her that everything was darker than before.
As always.
It would never stop being dark.
(Written for xSketchedCrystal)
Maybe it was the lack of sleep. Pushing the chair back, she stood up, waking one of the children. One of them groaned, looking upwards at her and blinking whilst speaking in Elvish. "Mother, where're you going?" asked the young child. "Oh, Kai. Nowhere, nowhere. Now, go back to sleep." answered Bell, glancing at the two twins, who were now also looking at her. "You too, Hiswe and Daero. It's past your bed times." And at that, she opened the door, stumbling out and closing it once more. She moved towards her own room, a mess just like her. Picking up a knife, she looked at her illegal mirror. Carefully angling it, she cut her hair completely short, and began to comb it backwards. If she was coming back, she wasn't having her old reputation dragged back with her. Fixing her collar, she sighed. Changing into different clothes, she once more moved out of her room, now outside. The moment she stepped foot out, the woman was hit with a cool winter breeze and some snow.
It came as no surprise to her that everything was darker than before.
As always.
It would never stop being dark.
(Written for xSketchedCrystal)
