The Enchanted

I met her on the verge of a usual mistake, although I did not believe in fate or destiny but sometimes there are exceptions to everything. In my opinion, she was one. She did not just look pretty but she also seemed very special. I did not have a perfect recollection of my past; I would always remember a few things here and there, but most of the memories were fading away. Things that happened in the past were a little hazy to me, I found it weird to come up with my own story in my head all the time, so, I accepted the fact that I had no recollection of my past.

 

Even so, there were some things that were still in my memory, I remembered that I was not very good at telling a story. And if I was, it was probably some kind of fairy tale with a strange ending. I looked at her and wondered if I would make the same mistake again. Was this sudden decision not already an indication? I got it all wrong, of course, I did not believe these things occur. But what if I was wrong? I was the one who ended up being wrong; someone who was supposed to catch her instead caught her. I did not like this at all. I had to find out why she was there. In that forest, in the middle of the night. There was no way she should be there. I would have to be careful with my words and also make sure she did not see my face. She seemed to be everywhere at once, and the worst thing was that she was smiling all the time. The way she smiled was unusual. She came with a bowl in her thoughts and ended up being an angel in my heart. She seemed like a stranger in my head. She was really special, how could someone like her enter someone's life without permission? She was just an ordinary girl with nothing very special about her, but then again, how does one define the word ordinary?

 

I needed to talk to her. There was something peculiar about her. Something different. I could not understand what was going on with her, I did not want to lose her quickly, so I kept my pace and kept walking. Everything seemed like a miracle, I thought that for some time now it rained just to make her happy. Everything was perfect, well, almost. She was an extraordinary creature; she seems like an angel. But she was not a princess or an angel. She makes me enchanted of her existence. I thought that everything was perfect, but was it so?

 

The raindrops fell one by one, they hit her with quite some force and shattered her smile like a mirror. She used to smile so well and she used to walk so happily, but she seemed so different now. She started running, the way a dying person craves for life, she was searching for an escape. Everything was perfect to me but not to her, she had an unusual desire that could not be planned for. She did not seem to be happy with what was brought to her, and she seemed to be very unhappy with her surroundings. I followed her and saw her going into an isolated cottage. The falling rain shattered her thoughts. She could hardly be happy, it was never like this, she always looked very happy. But I could find in her eyes that were yearning for something, she wanted to get dissolved in rain but something had blocked her desire and she could not help it. After some time, the rain had stopped and she came out and started to take her own walks, but she did not like where she was going. She was not able to figure out why she was here and she could not understand and accept her surroundings. I have been walking and walking and I did not realize that the rain would come back to hit her. The rain did not stop coming, every drop was laden with cold and despair. With every impact on her innocence; she was getting drenched from head to toe. I was watching her from a distance, I was sad to see her become like this, and I was sad not to be able to help. The hardest part was that I could not be near her so I did not know how to help her. All I could do was watch and stare at her, but then she started to move and walk, as she did so all her fantasies turned into reality. The red aura surrounding her started to become a part of her at that moment. And suddenly she turned down to my presence.

 

She was able to move and speak to me, but not with words, more with her thoughts. She asked me where I was. She asked me who I was; I asked her who she was, and all she managed to say was-

'I cannot tell'.

I could not help her if I could not know her boundaries if I did not know her. I wanted to know her, I wanted to see her, but I could not get a hold of her. Suddenly there was a flash of blue as a ball of light appeared in front of her, I could not believe my eyes and what I saw was not possible. The ball was glowing, but it did not really glow. I had no idea what was going on but everything suddenly went silent. I did not understand, I tried to get close to her, but I could not, I tried to talk but I could not.

She was like no one I had ever met before.

It was rare to come across someone like her. I wondered if she could understand me and hear my thoughts? What type of language was this? How could she speak to me and I hear her? Everything was enchanting, I had never seen things like this before. I did not have the answers to all these questions, that was obvious. But I just could not let her go, I just could not let her go. I tried to tell her -

'I do not want you to go', but my heart was just not saying so. I kept standing there, trying to figure out what was happening, why this was happening to her. I just could not understand, and I was really scared out here. She was all alone. I had to find out what was happening.

 

'I'm here to help you', I could not tell her, I kept on trying to tell her and all I could manage to say was 'I do not want you to go'.

She opened her eyes, and her thoughts again started to move, I did not know what to do and what to say, but I just wanted to help her. 'I do not know what you want from me', she replied and she closed her eyes again.

She could not figure out my words, I wanted to shout out loud and ask her what she wanted from her, but I could not. She did not make out what was happening, and now I was scared out here. And then I couldn't stop myself as I just asked,

'Who are you, who are you?', I could not stand this anymore.

She could not answer me, she could not say anything, she could not even open her eyes. She looked like a statue, I just wanted to scream out loud with my soul but I could not.

 

'I will come back to you, I promise', silence again, and what I didn't know was that I had lost her. I realized I could not figure out what she was but I had lost her. My heart was breaking down, I did not know how to survive this. I needed her, this was my last try, I had to make her listen to me, I had to do something. This was my only way to reach her.

'Please, please listen to me.' She had listened it seemed but she could not say anything. She was like a statue; she was inanimate but she was not quite so. And then suddenly, from the right waist of her pocket, she took out a Cinquedea and stabbed it at the center of her heart. I was seized in terror. She stabbed herself twice at the same place and fell to the ground. It happened in a quirk of the instance and there she laid in front of me, dying. The Cinquedea was frozen in her heart and the red blood was flowing excessively. As I went near, she uttered her last words to me,

“My reality was just an illusion, my life a curse which I survived for too long. Today I finally found my escape. Forevermore.” And then there was just a corpse in front of me, leaving me in unrest which I still cannot get over.

She was a demon with an angel heart, and she could not survive with the two sharp contrasts.