This story all started when I read my grandmothers letter. It was stucked in a great pile of books, hidden in the darkest part, of the abandoned house owned by our family. My grandmother died 10 years ago and my family was about sell this old mansion, so I decided to help them to clean it up, and there I found a letter of my grandmother. I was about to throw it away when I saw the address had my name on it, so I decided to read it.
The letter said:
My dearest granddaughter, half of me wants you to read this while the other half wants the opposite. I really want to keep our family secret to my grave but I know that it is your right and responsibiity to learn what I am about to tell you.
As you know, our family had always been blessed with wealth, lands,crops, decendant but never in love. When I married your grandfather I was never in love with him, but thankfully he accepted me wholeheartedly and therefore I learned to love him.
This story that I am about to tell you must never reach the ears of an outsider other than you.
Many years ago my grandmother always told me stories about a fantasy world which existed beyond our wildest imagination, a world where magic, witches , sorceries and kingdoms are present. I always like that story. But little did I know that what my grandmother had told me are always true. Those stories were true, it was not a fantasy but a reality, so when I aged she told me about all the secrets of our family.
We were guardians of the gate. A gate that seperates our world from that world, and as guardians we where promised to lived in luxury, a good family and promising future for our decendants. At first I was really in awe when I heard this but beyond those details what caught my ears were the curse that is to be said, will struck all the women in our bloodline. It was a riddle so I didnt know what it really meant until I myself had personally experienced it.
Im telling you this thinking that maybe I could spare your future from this curse that will chase you.
The curse of love.
The forbidden love between two worlds that must never be one.
The reason that I could never love your granfather the way he loved me was because my heart was left in the other world with a certain man.
I tried so hard to change the curse but it will never leave us nor spare us, because no matter how hard we try to hide, destiny will always find a way for us to see the gate.
So I warn you , no matter what may happen dont enter the gate, you must never go beyond the gate.
After i read this, I really dont know what to say, whether I must believe it or not, but when I was about to put back the letter in the enveloped I saw a ring that has a unique symbol, it was covered with many jewels and diamond, with just one glance I could tell that this ring is the most beautiful ring in the world.
No words can define its beauty. I felt strange, because after all, I was certainly sure that there was no ring placed here when I opened the envelope.yet I felt no fear, I instinctively touch the ring and placed it in my fingers, like it was really mine and my fingers is the place that it should be. As I continuously observed the ring, a gate suddenly appeared in the wall out of nowhere. It was a gate that was made by gold, flourished by thousands of diamonds, and was coated by many different precious stones. The ring on my finger burst in light and opened the gate. I impulsively stepped back, but somehow I find myself starting to enter the gate step by step.
And as every step I make, the gate started to close, and all I could hear in my mind was the sentence in my grandmothers letter ,no matter what may happen dont enter the gate, you must never go beyond the gate.
Im sorry grandma I think I need to see the thing that is beyond this gate.
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PoésieThis is a collection of short stories and poems written in English and Filipino as our entry for the SOX Zine Fest 2020. With the collaboration of my two friends, we made this compilation with all our whims, fears, and musings into. I hope you like...