a man leaves his lover but she comes back ...for her, their love was too great.
The reading room was a tall and fairly large room, and I have not the intention of bragging but my library was larger than the average household, for I am an avid reader and specialize in rare books. The fire was already blazing in the fireplace and the flames beckoned to me, as their shadows danced upon the spines of the many books lining the walls. Just as I sit down I hear a voice,
"Welcome home my love. Your lover has returned to you. Aren’t you happy? I missed you so much. Did you miss me? It was so dark down there. There where you placed me. I was scared, scared that you didn’t want me, that you didn’t love me. But no, I realized that that can’t be true. Our love is far too great, just a test this was. We shall never be apart, my love."
That voice, I could never forget, that voice. But why? Why is she here? I sit in my chair erect, chills going up and down my spine. My body is going numb, my hands are cold and sweaty. I try to say something but my lips are numb and clammy. My heartbeat is irregular now, as I struggle to breathe calmly.
"Why are you so silent? Why do you not look upon the face of your lover? Here I stand, the earth upon my feet, my robe of red embracing my pale skin, dripping to the ground. Perfumed of the soil; of nature.
Look. Am I not the one whom you took to bed? Did you not whisper sweet words into my ear during lonely night? You reassured me that you would love me forever. Now will you not act on it? I came for you my love, to be reunited with you. Why? Why do you look so tense? Do you not want me here? I’m sorry then. I will leave - after only I’ve got what I wanted."
She has gotten closer now. As she whispers in my ear, the stench of soil invades my nostrils. I didn’t think she could get out, I didn’t think she would come back. I thought she was gone! My breath is coming in silent hitches, harmonizing to my irregular heartbeat. My mind becomes foggy in panic. She’s come back - she’s come back for me! My eyes are becoming unfocused but I’m too afraid to move to rub them into focus.
"Don’t worry my love, nothing shall ever separate us again. We’ll be together forever." Slowly she walks around the chair to face me, ever so slowly does she walk, so silent. No! I don’t want to look, don’t come here! Go away! "Together forever," she murmurs to me as I recognize an icy hand stroking my face and stone cold lips against my own, then all goes black.
It was a sunny and bright day, despite the violent storm that appeared last night. The maid walked into the library humming as she went about her tasks. She then recognized the reclining form her master in the chair. "Oh, I’m sorry sir, I hadn’t realized you were -" when suddenly she screamed. The butler and another maid rushed in, wondering why the young girl screamed, they then caught the sight of their master. He lay in the chair, mouth-open and his eyes were misted and rolled back. His lips has a blue-ish color to them, bits of dirt sprinkled upon them, and his skin was pale and grey in color. He was dead.
The wind blew in sounds of laughing children and chirping birds into the somber room. The young maid sank to the floor sobbing, as the butler rushed out to get the police. The older maid just stood there in shock as the wind ruffled her hair.
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