Thursday, March 29, 2012

Part Twenty-Two

It was dark and quiet as it always was.  Spending a lot of time alone there were moments where she thought she heard things, but unable to see much around her, she passed it off as a trick of the mind.  Still, a scurrying nearby, and she'd snap her fingers to bring forth a bit of flame to see by to find nothing there.  A wave of her hand, and the flame was out.  The flame used to be much brighter growing fainter as time passed.

Time.

Without sun or moon, it was difficult for her to count the passage of time.  How long has she'd been in this place?  If the stone walls could talk, they'd most likely be able to fill her in on all that she had missed since she'd been there. 

No windows.

No doors.

No signs of any kind of escape.

It was enough to drive any sane person mad.

There was a click in the distance which caught her attention.  Her head cocked slightly to the side when she heard a clackNo, she told herself.  It's just another trick of the mind.  But the noises continued, a steady rhythm of... of footsteps.

And then they stopped.

Her eyes darted about the room searching for whatever had made that noise, but the shadows said nothing... at first.

A light from somewhere filled the room from its center, pooling outward.  The woman held her hands limply in fists at her chest as she searched for the light's source.  It stopped just before the walls, and it was then she relaxed letting her hands fall to her sides.  She eyed the remaining shadows, turning in a slow circle before stopping at one spot.

"What do you want this time?" she said to the darkness, her voice a little dry but strong.

The click-clack sounded on the stones as the woman stepped from the shadows.  Dressed in her royal finery, she stopped when she stood in the circle of light, a look of displeasure on her face.  "Come now, sister" said the Queen.  "Is that any way to talk to family?"

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