supersonic
Bluelighter
So I've been working on this book of short stories for awhile, they're all selfcontained but they all link to each other as well. Thought I'd just put the first one down. Hope you can sit through it, without mtv coming on and distracting you or something
The tale of the mother
As with all tales a good one must have a firm start, a reliable foundation to ensure
that its kin go in the right direction. When one looks at the beginning it gives them
certainty that nothing has been missed, but life is unlike such stories. It is a game of
catch up, the later you enter life the more you have to learn, but the more you learn the
smarter you become. So without stable beginnings the tale opens as the lives of two boys
begin. Their mother was one of strength, a woman whose eyes can tell you her life, her
trials and her successes. The mothers name was Marianna and after the adventures of her
youth she settled down with her lover and formed a humble life deep in the forests care.
Marianna wanted nothing else in life but children, nothing but the simple pleasures of
motherhood. Yet she had started to grow old and she had never grown with child. After
years of worry she wondered if she would ever get her wish. One day as she went to a
nearby town to pick up weekly supplies, she met a man. Tall was he, with a grin so wide
that it almost formed a scowl. He was adorned in a heavy black robe even though the sun
blazed, and he wore a dirty brown hat. His pupils continuously averted her stares as
Marianna looked to him.
“My lady he said quite monotone, you seem to have a sight of you that doesn’t
please my heart.”
“Well then best if you not stare,” Marianna replied bitterly. “
I meant no ill, but you look empty of something, perhaps you seek a child?”
“And how would you know what I seek?”
“That is my gift,” the man answered. “I read souls and ask them what they
dream.”
“Do you now, Marianna asked, but can you give them what they dream?”
“Why of course why else would I busy you? I ask that you trust my insight and
take this plum. Eat it and plant the pit, and you will have what you wish the most.”
“Yes and what price do you wish me to pay because I’m sure you’re peddling that
fruit for a ridiculous wage.”
“Oh yes it does have a price my dear, all things have a price, but perhaps not in
the way you may expect. Go, take the plum do as I say, and when you deliver I will
return to collect a small price.”
“Well maybe I just will,” and as Marianna took the plum she remarked, “have fun
finding my house.”
The guy turned and began to walk away and just before he faded from sight he
answered, “that little place deep in the woods? I’ll have no trouble finding it at all.”
Although stunned by the mans knowledge Marianna thought nothing of it and did
as he said.
Months later Marianna had grown with child and she had no thoughts of the man.
But his promise had come true for she had not only given birth to one but two children.
Both boys, both the light that she needed to keep her soul alive. But no longer had she
given birth then days later there came a knock at the door. Her husband opened it to
reveal the man in the robe.
“Who are you?” Mariannas husband asked.
“Why, I’m the bearer of your two boys,” the man answered.
“What do you mean?” Mariannas husband said alarmed.
“Why don’t you ask your wife? I’m sure she’ll be happy to explain.”
As Mariannas husband turned to go to his wife, the man grabbed his hand and
spoke one word “believe.” As if under a spell Mariannas husband looked at the man and
walked out the door took his horse and rode away. The man then continued into the
house to Mariannas room.
“Love? Who was at the door?” Marianna asked.
“Just a lonely beggar my sweet,” the man answered.
The man then entered the room and Marianna looked upon him with love for the
man had disguised both voice and body with glamour. What stood before Marianna was
nothing more or less then her husband, the man she always knew.
“When you regain your strength love, I have such a lovely surprise for you.”
“Oh what is....”
“Now now the man answered, sleep, I will look after the little wonders. Yes Jem
and Relem will be quite safe.”
“Jem? Relem?” Marianna questioned.
“Why yes honey that is their names.”
And as if it had always been Marianna agreed, “yes you’re right that is their
names.”
What occurred next was a slow dawn, a lethargy in which Marianna entered
unaware. Days passed and the children grew stronger with each day and so did the man.
But Marianna grew weak and whats more is she didn’t even realize it. That is until one
day she arose at night by a dream of pure horror. She had dreamt that she was tied to a
tree while she watched Jem and Relem helpless babies drop into the depths of a shallow
creek, by a man she could not recognize, as she screamed in pain at the sight the man
turned and it was her husband. The thought of this made her jump from her bed. She
began to apologize to her husband when she realized he was nowhere in sight. A tinge of
worry struck her and she rushed to the children’s room. The sight before her was one
that confused, shocked, and surprised Marianna. Her husband was standing with one
baby in each hand, a deep blue light came from the boys and entered the man, he then
released a red light into the children.
“What are you doing?” Marianna screamed.
The man looked up with a flare in his eyes she had not seem before and he
replied, “I told you there was a price.” As the glamour faded Marianna realized her folly
and lunged toward the man.
“How dare you! Where is my husband!?”
“Shh my dear the man said mischievously, just accept it.”
“Who do you think you are? the woman said in a rage, give me my children!”
Marianna lunged at the man and swiped the children from his hands. As she
turned to run, the man screamed, “they are my children and you will let me have them no
matter what!!!
“Never!” Marianna bellowed as she ran to her horse and placed the babies
comfortably upon it. As Marianna tried to mount the horse a flash of light burned from
the house and the man came from the door illuminated and furious.
“We all pay a price! he screamed. You have planted the seeds of your own
misfortune, now give me the children.”
Under Mariannas feet she felt a rumbling and the ground broke free and knocked
her off her feet. The pit she had planted so long ago now sprouted miraculous tree limbs
that wrapped around her. But before she was completely restrained she gave the horse a
kick and off it went into the woods.
“Nooo!” the man screamed.
As the tree grew larger grasping tighter and tighter to Marianna the man walked
to her and quietly said, “I want your last gasps of air to be that of despair, for I will find
my children and they will come to chop you down.”
With that Marianna was pulled into the tree becoming just another knot in its
massive array. After a few seconds the tree sprouted plums on its branches and the man
pulled one off and began to eat.
“My dear, I have tasted many and I must say you are the most sweet,” the man
said with a laugh as he walked toward the dense forest to seek his claim. “Most sweet
indeed.”
The tale of the mother
As with all tales a good one must have a firm start, a reliable foundation to ensure
that its kin go in the right direction. When one looks at the beginning it gives them
certainty that nothing has been missed, but life is unlike such stories. It is a game of
catch up, the later you enter life the more you have to learn, but the more you learn the
smarter you become. So without stable beginnings the tale opens as the lives of two boys
begin. Their mother was one of strength, a woman whose eyes can tell you her life, her
trials and her successes. The mothers name was Marianna and after the adventures of her
youth she settled down with her lover and formed a humble life deep in the forests care.
Marianna wanted nothing else in life but children, nothing but the simple pleasures of
motherhood. Yet she had started to grow old and she had never grown with child. After
years of worry she wondered if she would ever get her wish. One day as she went to a
nearby town to pick up weekly supplies, she met a man. Tall was he, with a grin so wide
that it almost formed a scowl. He was adorned in a heavy black robe even though the sun
blazed, and he wore a dirty brown hat. His pupils continuously averted her stares as
Marianna looked to him.
“My lady he said quite monotone, you seem to have a sight of you that doesn’t
please my heart.”
“Well then best if you not stare,” Marianna replied bitterly. “
I meant no ill, but you look empty of something, perhaps you seek a child?”
“And how would you know what I seek?”
“That is my gift,” the man answered. “I read souls and ask them what they
dream.”
“Do you now, Marianna asked, but can you give them what they dream?”
“Why of course why else would I busy you? I ask that you trust my insight and
take this plum. Eat it and plant the pit, and you will have what you wish the most.”
“Yes and what price do you wish me to pay because I’m sure you’re peddling that
fruit for a ridiculous wage.”
“Oh yes it does have a price my dear, all things have a price, but perhaps not in
the way you may expect. Go, take the plum do as I say, and when you deliver I will
return to collect a small price.”
“Well maybe I just will,” and as Marianna took the plum she remarked, “have fun
finding my house.”
The guy turned and began to walk away and just before he faded from sight he
answered, “that little place deep in the woods? I’ll have no trouble finding it at all.”
Although stunned by the mans knowledge Marianna thought nothing of it and did
as he said.
Months later Marianna had grown with child and she had no thoughts of the man.
But his promise had come true for she had not only given birth to one but two children.
Both boys, both the light that she needed to keep her soul alive. But no longer had she
given birth then days later there came a knock at the door. Her husband opened it to
reveal the man in the robe.
“Who are you?” Mariannas husband asked.
“Why, I’m the bearer of your two boys,” the man answered.
“What do you mean?” Mariannas husband said alarmed.
“Why don’t you ask your wife? I’m sure she’ll be happy to explain.”
As Mariannas husband turned to go to his wife, the man grabbed his hand and
spoke one word “believe.” As if under a spell Mariannas husband looked at the man and
walked out the door took his horse and rode away. The man then continued into the
house to Mariannas room.
“Love? Who was at the door?” Marianna asked.
“Just a lonely beggar my sweet,” the man answered.
The man then entered the room and Marianna looked upon him with love for the
man had disguised both voice and body with glamour. What stood before Marianna was
nothing more or less then her husband, the man she always knew.
“When you regain your strength love, I have such a lovely surprise for you.”
“Oh what is....”
“Now now the man answered, sleep, I will look after the little wonders. Yes Jem
and Relem will be quite safe.”
“Jem? Relem?” Marianna questioned.
“Why yes honey that is their names.”
And as if it had always been Marianna agreed, “yes you’re right that is their
names.”
What occurred next was a slow dawn, a lethargy in which Marianna entered
unaware. Days passed and the children grew stronger with each day and so did the man.
But Marianna grew weak and whats more is she didn’t even realize it. That is until one
day she arose at night by a dream of pure horror. She had dreamt that she was tied to a
tree while she watched Jem and Relem helpless babies drop into the depths of a shallow
creek, by a man she could not recognize, as she screamed in pain at the sight the man
turned and it was her husband. The thought of this made her jump from her bed. She
began to apologize to her husband when she realized he was nowhere in sight. A tinge of
worry struck her and she rushed to the children’s room. The sight before her was one
that confused, shocked, and surprised Marianna. Her husband was standing with one
baby in each hand, a deep blue light came from the boys and entered the man, he then
released a red light into the children.
“What are you doing?” Marianna screamed.
The man looked up with a flare in his eyes she had not seem before and he
replied, “I told you there was a price.” As the glamour faded Marianna realized her folly
and lunged toward the man.
“How dare you! Where is my husband!?”
“Shh my dear the man said mischievously, just accept it.”
“Who do you think you are? the woman said in a rage, give me my children!”
Marianna lunged at the man and swiped the children from his hands. As she
turned to run, the man screamed, “they are my children and you will let me have them no
matter what!!!
“Never!” Marianna bellowed as she ran to her horse and placed the babies
comfortably upon it. As Marianna tried to mount the horse a flash of light burned from
the house and the man came from the door illuminated and furious.
“We all pay a price! he screamed. You have planted the seeds of your own
misfortune, now give me the children.”
Under Mariannas feet she felt a rumbling and the ground broke free and knocked
her off her feet. The pit she had planted so long ago now sprouted miraculous tree limbs
that wrapped around her. But before she was completely restrained she gave the horse a
kick and off it went into the woods.
“Nooo!” the man screamed.
As the tree grew larger grasping tighter and tighter to Marianna the man walked
to her and quietly said, “I want your last gasps of air to be that of despair, for I will find
my children and they will come to chop you down.”
With that Marianna was pulled into the tree becoming just another knot in its
massive array. After a few seconds the tree sprouted plums on its branches and the man
pulled one off and began to eat.
“My dear, I have tasted many and I must say you are the most sweet,” the man
said with a laugh as he walked toward the dense forest to seek his claim. “Most sweet
indeed.”
