Hello everyone and welcome to Wednesday Briefs Flash Fiction an awesome way to start your Hump Day! As always, I was given various options to inspire this weeks brief. I chose to go with the one photo and the 3 word prompts for this weeks Lady. The word prompts I used are: "Use ugliness in some way, use a blue moon in your tale, or use a flogger, paddle or whip" .
I hope you enjoy & thank you for reading!
“Lady #16” by A.R. Von
I’m unsure from what point to begin, so I don’t the sound a fool to Iria’s
ears. I decide to recall how my mother told me she and my father met and will
go on from there. “Over 26 years ago, my mother and father met while attending
a blue moon ritual for strength and power. At the time, there were more people
of light then darkness and it was not so easy to tell if someone had even a
small amount of darkness within them because of the overpowering abundance of
light. Anyway, my parents were introduced that night and according to what she
told me. It was love at first site. She was unaware that my father held
ugliness inside, darkness. They were married short months after their
introduction. Very happily so. I was conceived on the very night they
consummated their marriage.” I take pause while struggling with what I should
say.
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I am now
dressed in garments that carry Dezso’s scent. He said they were his garbs from
many years ago and the only items he has that will fit me without falling off.
I feel this clothing is uncomfortable and unnecessary. I’m still not used to
this body or having to dress. But I will adjust with time…just as Dezso wishes
for me to do.
He sent a message to a seamstress to come this evening for her to measure me
for gowns and such. He made sure to mention for her to bring anything she’d
already made, so I may have something while awaiting the clothing’s completion.
He thinks of everything!
We now sit on a square piece of fabric with food and drink spread out in front
of us. This is eating outdoors and it is such a delight too. Many things I’ve
never tasted. So far, I’m enjoying it all. He even brought some of the wine I
enjoy so much, saying we can have some a bit later on. He tells me it’s not
very good to start a day with wine as an accompanying beverage to our morning
meal.
I wait for him to start talking about what he’s promised to tell me. I hope
I’ll not have to wait too much longer. I’m very curious of how such a wonderful
male, so full of goodness could have any darkness in him at all. Just as I
finish my last bite of peach, he clears his throat to get my attention.
Dezso then starts to speak as if he heard the words from my mind. “I know you
want to ask questions. But can I please tell you the story about why I’m not
all light first Iria? Then you can ask me questions to your heart’s content,
all right?”
“Yes Dezso, please do.” I give him an encouraging smile.
His facial
expressions seem to change with his thoughts. It looks as if he is struggling
with how to start. He takes a deep breath, filling his lungs deeply and begins
his tale…
****
I’m unsure from what point to begin, so I don’t the sound a fool to Iria’s
ears. I decide to recall how my mother told me she and my father met and will
go on from there. “Over 26 years ago, my mother and father met while attending
a blue moon ritual for strength and power. At the time, there were more people
of light then darkness and it was not so easy to tell if someone had even a
small amount of darkness within them because of the overpowering abundance of
light. Anyway, my parents were introduced that night and according to what she
told me. It was love at first site. She was unaware that my father held
ugliness inside, darkness. They were married short months after their
introduction. Very happily so. I was conceived on the very night they
consummated their marriage.” I take pause while struggling with what I should
say.
She watches
me in silence, seeming to wait for the rest.
Finally, I look at Iria with sadness in my heart and begin speaking once more,“It
was not until after I was born that my father changed. He started changing. He
treated my mother as if she were nothing but a slave. He asked my mother for
strange things during their bed play and began beating her with a whip when she
would not agree. It took some time, but my mother got together with her
sister’s and cast a spell of protection around her and our home. Casting him
off the property. Preventing him from ever returning and harming my mother
again.”
Iria eases a bit closer to me and holds my hand her expression is filled with
hope to lend me strength to go on. I know she can see it hurts me to talk about
this part of my past and the memory of my parents. “Is he still alive, Dezso?
Have you seen him since you were a babe?”
“I do not
know if he still lives Iria. I do know that I’ve not seen him since he was cast
from our home and our land. I’m glad of that. I would not be able to hold back
my fury over his treatment to my mother. She was such a sweet and loving soul.
I miss her dearly.”
Iria pulls me into a tight embrace and I bury my face within her hair,
breathing deeply and calming myself. Embracing the love she offers so freely to
me. “Don’t you see Iria? The darkness I have within me. It came from my father,
I was born with it. I fear that a day may come and I may turn like he did. I
don’t know his history except for the few things my mother told me. She
received no warning before he changed. The only thing she remembered was he’d
been away longer most days. She believed he started practicing the dark arts,
just as Than and his followers do.”
Iria strokes
my hair and tries to give me comfort.
“This is my fear—my lady. I dread what happened with him is what will happen
with me. If I knew a way to get rid of this darkness forever. I would do it
without a second thought and be full light as I’m meant to be. As I desire to
be.” We are still holding one another as I speak and I find Iria’s cheeks are
wet from solemn tears. I wipe away her sadness and I can see in her eyes she
feels what I desire, what I crave. I know she will do whatever she can to help
me keep the darkness at bay. Even better, to help me to remove it from myself.
“There has to be a way to remove it Dezso. Have you ever asked others like you,
about it?”
“No, Iria. I’ve never asked for the fear of being judged or cast off. But I’ve
now found strength with you in my life and I believe I’m ready to face this
fear and find a cure once and for all. Your love…my love for you will get me
through whatever I’ll have to face to make it right. I have more faith now than
I ever have. Thank you my sweet for loving me so truly.” I give her a soft kiss
upon her sweet peach flavored lips and before I know it, we have scattered the
rest of the food from the blanket…
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(This story continues to be dedicated to my one and only sister, my Pookie. Her love of unicorns from when we were tots is what inspired me to write it. Love you my sissy!)
Dezso is so sweet. It's hard to see that he has any darkness in him at all. Lady is adorable
ReplyDeleteI know! He's a real sweetheart. I hope his fears do not come true. I would be so pissed!
DeleteThe last paragraph is so wonderful - kind of an ahhh.
ReplyDeletelol- I thought I might end up getting virtually strangled for it Victoria.
DeleteSo happy it's not the case :)
I know I say it all the time, but what a beautiful chapter. Poor Dezso, worried that the crimes of the father will become the crime of the son. It's so touching. And wine for breakfast :) If I were Iria, I'd be drizzling it over Dezso, breakfast or not! Yum. The emotions and connection between these two is so strong, and it's easy to get lost in their story.
ReplyDeleteThank you Maria! I'm even more thankful that you continue to read on and enjoy :)
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