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Posted: January 7th. 2008 12:49:01 PM
Ethereal (Part 7) The Past
by Moonlight Wolf
Age Group: Adult
It was the following day
When Faye returned to the Haunt.
Still shaken and upset
By what Killian had said.
Leaning against the green stone
The criticism rang through
Running circles through her mind.
Kathy had followed her here
Knowing the state that Faye was in.
She stood at a distance
Thinking of how
To comfort her friend.
"How can this place be evil?"
Faye called out to the trees
"When all it has done is offer me
Some comfort from the
Life I live at home."
Kathy stood and shook her head
"Just ignore Killian's words
For he seems to be not himself.
I think his head may have turned
Perhaps through some accident
Or illness that has hit his brain"
Faye sighed sadly
Thinking of a time
Before Killian began his
Ravings of evil and chaos.
A time when he'd treated her
With kindness and pity.
It had been when Faye
Was just fifteen.
She had been carrying dishes
To be washed after the evening meal.
As she steadily trod away from the table
Her father's foot was outstreched
And she tripped on it
Dropping each dish
So each one was either cracked or shattered.
"You stupid wretch." Her father screamed.
"Can you do nothing right?
You who allow our dishes to fall
Do you not look where you tread?
How could my wife have
Given birth to someone
As useless as you."
He then took a stick and
Beat poor Faye
Until her skin was swollen and bruised.
Faye begged his forgiveness
Her mother sat and sobbed
But still the beating continued.
Finally when he thought
He had done enough
He roughly dragged her by her elbow
And threw her out into the rain.
Faye trembled and shook
As she was soaked to the skin
Not sure whether the water on her cheeks
Was her tears or the rain.
Killian then walked by
On his way home from helping a relative.
He looked at her and asked
Why Faye should be out here in the rain?
Faye told him of what had just passed
The way her father treated her.
Killian took her hand and led her away.
He took her to his home .
Both his parents were asleep.
They had drunk too much
On his father's birthday.
Killian helped her dry herself
And told her to stay
Until the rain had stopped.
So an hour ticked away
With the rain outside
Slowing to a stop.
They talked together
And Faye thanked him
For the kind turn he had done her.
Once the last drop of rain had fallen
Killian escorted home.
Her father was waiting in a fit of rage
And when he saw her,
In a fit of rage
He dragged her inside
Screaming slut at the top of his lungs.
"You dare go away with him
Away with a boy
Think of the shame."
And on he went
Until Faye had had enough
And fled to her room alone.
Kathy looked at Faye
As this tale was recounted.
"There is some good in him
I am sure.
Yet recently as you have seen
He has become judgemental,
A person who only sees
What he wishes."
So the two friends
Continued to wonder
What was to become
Of their friend Killian
Author's Notes: Another part added. Hope you enjoy it. Part 8 next week.
Author's Location: Bradford, England
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