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The Yellow Door...
(Part 4) Erased Truth
Lucinda asked, wondering if the stories her grandmother was telling were true or fiction, me..? what did I do? What problem did I cause? Grandma started saying, My mother had been telling me these truths since my childhood. Hence the pendle hill area felt to me as a place of fear and curse. I never spoke about that area to anyone in our family after that. I hid his stories and my grandmother in my mind only as my memories. Years passed again. Your birth was a festival for us. But your father died when you were 17 years old. That death that disrupted our family was just the beginning of the tragedies. Your father's death was at Downham, north of the Pendle hill area. Your father, who went for business, died there. We had to go there. Even if there was a little fear, I decided to go. On the way there, I sat praying that the gaze of the cursed land did not reach us. We have decided to bury your father's body there. We decided to stay there in four days for the ceremony. I had to agree to it because there was no other option.
The first day passed without any major problems. But the next day you disappeared. We wandered in search of you. A sea of fear and sorrow was created within me. That cursed land was the only thing in my mind. After searching I found you. I saw you standing in front of a statue looking at it. I got closer and got scared again. It was a statue of a witch. Its villagers had many stories to tell about the statue. Hearing those stories scared me again. The secrets I had hidden for so long..., my fear increased as I saw those horrible realities being revealed in front of my family. People who escaped from the Pendle hill area moved to this area. Here they worship my grandmother like a god. Fate took me and my family there. I was afraid of you. That fear was not in vain, and that night, defying my word, you, interested in such stories, entered that cursed land. We were very afraid of not seeing you. I prayed that my thoughts were not true. But we searched that whole night but did not find you. The next morning we decided to go to that cursed land in search of you.
We entered there knowing the impending disaster. We wandered in search of you in that terrible dark land. Finally I walked into the palace. I found you unconscious there. Your body was cold and frozen. we escaped from the land.
You were unconscious for three days. When you regained consciousness, you had no memory of anything. You had no answer to what happened there. But you just kept saying that you have to go back there. I couldn't bear to lose you again. I erased your 17 years of memories using the mantras my mother told me. There were good memories with your father in it. There were no other ways in front of me to save you. I don't know why you insisted on going back there. But I kept trying to save you again. You met him in your dreams, His eyes recognized you. Now...there are no more answers in front of me. I failed. Grandmother wiping her tears. Lucinda asked no new questions. She left the house with a frozen mind. She has more to know, and all she has to ask is herself. It is up to her to find the answers.
© enigma🦋
#vampire #story #fantasy
Lucinda asked, wondering if the stories her grandmother was telling were true or fiction, me..? what did I do? What problem did I cause? Grandma started saying, My mother had been telling me these truths since my childhood. Hence the pendle hill area felt to me as a place of fear and curse. I never spoke about that area to anyone in our family after that. I hid his stories and my grandmother in my mind only as my memories. Years passed again. Your birth was a festival for us. But your father died when you were 17 years old. That death that disrupted our family was just the beginning of the tragedies. Your father's death was at Downham, north of the Pendle hill area. Your father, who went for business, died there. We had to go there. Even if there was a little fear, I decided to go. On the way there, I sat praying that the gaze of the cursed land did not reach us. We have decided to bury your father's body there. We decided to stay there in four days for the ceremony. I had to agree to it because there was no other option.
The first day passed without any major problems. But the next day you disappeared. We wandered in search of you. A sea of fear and sorrow was created within me. That cursed land was the only thing in my mind. After searching I found you. I saw you standing in front of a statue looking at it. I got closer and got scared again. It was a statue of a witch. Its villagers had many stories to tell about the statue. Hearing those stories scared me again. The secrets I had hidden for so long..., my fear increased as I saw those horrible realities being revealed in front of my family. People who escaped from the Pendle hill area moved to this area. Here they worship my grandmother like a god. Fate took me and my family there. I was afraid of you. That fear was not in vain, and that night, defying my word, you, interested in such stories, entered that cursed land. We were very afraid of not seeing you. I prayed that my thoughts were not true. But we searched that whole night but did not find you. The next morning we decided to go to that cursed land in search of you.
We entered there knowing the impending disaster. We wandered in search of you in that terrible dark land. Finally I walked into the palace. I found you unconscious there. Your body was cold and frozen. we escaped from the land.
You were unconscious for three days. When you regained consciousness, you had no memory of anything. You had no answer to what happened there. But you just kept saying that you have to go back there. I couldn't bear to lose you again. I erased your 17 years of memories using the mantras my mother told me. There were good memories with your father in it. There were no other ways in front of me to save you. I don't know why you insisted on going back there. But I kept trying to save you again. You met him in your dreams, His eyes recognized you. Now...there are no more answers in front of me. I failed. Grandmother wiping her tears. Lucinda asked no new questions. She left the house with a frozen mind. She has more to know, and all she has to ask is herself. It is up to her to find the answers.
© enigma🦋
#vampire #story #fantasy
