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Red Lace and Black Magic (chapters 5-6)
© Sean Bingham
Chapter 5: Lovers End
The night was long for Elena, still clutching on to the necklace reading the engravings: “Forever Yours E.” She tied the red lace around her neck Just the way Shayla always did. She laid in the dark corner of cell too weak to do anything. She tried to use her magic to open cell door but she had not the strength for that either. She hadn’t eaten in several days and was becoming severely dehydrated. She did not sleep that night all she could do was relive the night that she had given her the necklace over and over in her mind. Elena in her darkest hour began to laugh, remembering Shayla with her black hair all a mess dancing with a coat rack. Remembering when they were young girls having dreams of fancy ball rooms, tickle fights, and magical puppet shows.
The morning seemed to come too soon. Elena’s day dreams were cut short as the sun arose and the sound of metal keys were unlocking the heavy door that kept her prisoner. Two men in red coat uniforms grabbed her and escorted her to the stake where she was to be burned. Elena was pale and sickly; all she was wearing was her white gown that the men in the red coats had taken her in. Her white gown was now faded and dirty. Her red hair was still fiery and bright with the proud red lace ribbon she had around her neck. She was too weak to stand on her own as the men in the red coats drug her to pyre of wood. A man in a black robe wearing a white wig and holding a rolled-up parchment stood by the stake waiting to pass judgment. She could see the deformed beast that lurked beneath the man’s skin. He was corrupt and care little for the law. A large crowed began to mass to watch the burning of a witch many people in the crowd had deformed creatures hiding behind their skin. The man in the black robe unrolled the parchment and began to speak, “Hear ye, this woman is accused of witch craft and consorting with the devil. She is being charged with murder of over half a dozen people does anyone have anything to say on these accusations.” As the judge spoke the men in the red coats tied Elena to the post. Elena realized that she was no longer holding the necklace. She franticly looked around for it when she saw it no more than twenty feet from her, she could see the engravings “Forever Yours E.” The crowd began to shout and chant “Burn her!”, “Burn the witch!”, “Go back to hell!”, Elena didn’t fully understand what she had done to any these people or why she was being accused of murders she hadn’t committed. Maybe being their scape goat gave them a sense of redemption. The men in the red coats lit the pyre. Just before the flames fully in golfed her the last thing she saw was, “Forever Yours E.” as one final tear rolled down her cheek. Elena screamed out, “Shaaaaaylaaa!” Before the smoke filled her lungs suffocating her. Elena was dead as her body was consumed by the flames.
The Pyre was no more and it had been several days since Elena’s execution. The shinning necklace had gone unnoticed by human eyes. A raven flying above the prison, saw the necklace shining in the sun light. The raven swooped down and picked it up carrying it through the air. There was a small convent where the raven had made its nest. It landed and put the necklace with many other shiny treasures that it had found. The raven’s nest was by a barred window. Every once and a while a hand would reach out from the barred window and leave food for the raven in its nest. This time when the hand went to put the food in the nest it grabbed the necklace. The hand was Shayla’s. After Shayla was put in the padded wagon she was taken to a convent where she had undergone several exorcisms. The sisters had put her in the most modest clothing she had ever worn and was kept as prisoner. Shayla had stopped eating, drinking, and sleeping; all she did all day was stroke Elena’s lock of hair staring off into the distance. The sisters at the convent truly believed that she was under some kind of spell and that she had been bewitched. The sisters brought her food and water every day and every night. Shayla would put her food in to the ravens’ nest and poor her water out the window. On this particular day she felt something odd in the ravens’ nest. It was something that her hands had known and touched many times. It’s impossible she thought. She ran her thumb across the engravings, “Forever Yours E.” Shayla closed her eyes as tears poured down her face. She pulled her arm in holding the necklace. She slowly opened her hand and her eyes at the same time. There it was the gold heart shaped necklace with the silver inlays, and the tiny red garnet in the center. It was still covered in Elena’s ashes. Shayla covered her mouth as the tears poured down her face she had completely broken down. Shayla put the necklace on as she slowly fondled it, she could feel her life leaving her body she had completely lost the will to live. Just before she took her last breath, she ran her thumb across the engravings one las time “Forever Yours E.”
Chapter 6: The End?
The under taker at the convent had secretly kept the necklace and stashed it away in a box wrapped in a cloth. The box had long since been forgotten about tucked away moved around where it eventually made its way to an attic in Pennsylvania and there it waited almost a hundred years to be found. A young girl about age of fifteen with long black hair and bright green eyes was exploring in the attic of the old house her parents had just bought. There was an old antique chest sitting in the corner. Feeling like a pirate she opened the chest that was filled with random things over the years. Photos of people she had never seen, old cloths that had holes in them, but what interested her the most was a small wooden box hidden in the corner of the chest. She picked up the box and just when she had she heard a voice that was young and feminine much like her own call out, “Shawna, are you up here?” Shawna turned and said, “Emma over here, dude check it out. It’s like an old pirate chest or something.” Emma walked over to see what Shawna was talking about. Emma had long red curly hair with one blue eye and one brown eye. Shawna opened the small wooden box where there was something wrapped in a cloth. She unwrapped the cloth and held up the necklace the two girls stared at it. Emma pulled out her phone and turned on her torch. There it was, the golden necklace “Forever Yours E.”
Chapter 5: Lovers End
The night was long for Elena, still clutching on to the necklace reading the engravings: “Forever Yours E.” She tied the red lace around her neck Just the way Shayla always did. She laid in the dark corner of cell too weak to do anything. She tried to use her magic to open cell door but she had not the strength for that either. She hadn’t eaten in several days and was becoming severely dehydrated. She did not sleep that night all she could do was relive the night that she had given her the necklace over and over in her mind. Elena in her darkest hour began to laugh, remembering Shayla with her black hair all a mess dancing with a coat rack. Remembering when they were young girls having dreams of fancy ball rooms, tickle fights, and magical puppet shows.
The morning seemed to come too soon. Elena’s day dreams were cut short as the sun arose and the sound of metal keys were unlocking the heavy door that kept her prisoner. Two men in red coat uniforms grabbed her and escorted her to the stake where she was to be burned. Elena was pale and sickly; all she was wearing was her white gown that the men in the red coats had taken her in. Her white gown was now faded and dirty. Her red hair was still fiery and bright with the proud red lace ribbon she had around her neck. She was too weak to stand on her own as the men in the red coats drug her to pyre of wood. A man in a black robe wearing a white wig and holding a rolled-up parchment stood by the stake waiting to pass judgment. She could see the deformed beast that lurked beneath the man’s skin. He was corrupt and care little for the law. A large crowed began to mass to watch the burning of a witch many people in the crowd had deformed creatures hiding behind their skin. The man in the black robe unrolled the parchment and began to speak, “Hear ye, this woman is accused of witch craft and consorting with the devil. She is being charged with murder of over half a dozen people does anyone have anything to say on these accusations.” As the judge spoke the men in the red coats tied Elena to the post. Elena realized that she was no longer holding the necklace. She franticly looked around for it when she saw it no more than twenty feet from her, she could see the engravings “Forever Yours E.” The crowd began to shout and chant “Burn her!”, “Burn the witch!”, “Go back to hell!”, Elena didn’t fully understand what she had done to any these people or why she was being accused of murders she hadn’t committed. Maybe being their scape goat gave them a sense of redemption. The men in the red coats lit the pyre. Just before the flames fully in golfed her the last thing she saw was, “Forever Yours E.” as one final tear rolled down her cheek. Elena screamed out, “Shaaaaaylaaa!” Before the smoke filled her lungs suffocating her. Elena was dead as her body was consumed by the flames.
The Pyre was no more and it had been several days since Elena’s execution. The shinning necklace had gone unnoticed by human eyes. A raven flying above the prison, saw the necklace shining in the sun light. The raven swooped down and picked it up carrying it through the air. There was a small convent where the raven had made its nest. It landed and put the necklace with many other shiny treasures that it had found. The raven’s nest was by a barred window. Every once and a while a hand would reach out from the barred window and leave food for the raven in its nest. This time when the hand went to put the food in the nest it grabbed the necklace. The hand was Shayla’s. After Shayla was put in the padded wagon she was taken to a convent where she had undergone several exorcisms. The sisters had put her in the most modest clothing she had ever worn and was kept as prisoner. Shayla had stopped eating, drinking, and sleeping; all she did all day was stroke Elena’s lock of hair staring off into the distance. The sisters at the convent truly believed that she was under some kind of spell and that she had been bewitched. The sisters brought her food and water every day and every night. Shayla would put her food in to the ravens’ nest and poor her water out the window. On this particular day she felt something odd in the ravens’ nest. It was something that her hands had known and touched many times. It’s impossible she thought. She ran her thumb across the engravings, “Forever Yours E.” Shayla closed her eyes as tears poured down her face. She pulled her arm in holding the necklace. She slowly opened her hand and her eyes at the same time. There it was the gold heart shaped necklace with the silver inlays, and the tiny red garnet in the center. It was still covered in Elena’s ashes. Shayla covered her mouth as the tears poured down her face she had completely broken down. Shayla put the necklace on as she slowly fondled it, she could feel her life leaving her body she had completely lost the will to live. Just before she took her last breath, she ran her thumb across the engravings one las time “Forever Yours E.”
Chapter 6: The End?
The under taker at the convent had secretly kept the necklace and stashed it away in a box wrapped in a cloth. The box had long since been forgotten about tucked away moved around where it eventually made its way to an attic in Pennsylvania and there it waited almost a hundred years to be found. A young girl about age of fifteen with long black hair and bright green eyes was exploring in the attic of the old house her parents had just bought. There was an old antique chest sitting in the corner. Feeling like a pirate she opened the chest that was filled with random things over the years. Photos of people she had never seen, old cloths that had holes in them, but what interested her the most was a small wooden box hidden in the corner of the chest. She picked up the box and just when she had she heard a voice that was young and feminine much like her own call out, “Shawna, are you up here?” Shawna turned and said, “Emma over here, dude check it out. It’s like an old pirate chest or something.” Emma walked over to see what Shawna was talking about. Emma had long red curly hair with one blue eye and one brown eye. Shawna opened the small wooden box where there was something wrapped in a cloth. She unwrapped the cloth and held up the necklace the two girls stared at it. Emma pulled out her phone and turned on her torch. There it was, the golden necklace “Forever Yours E.”
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