SEQUEL IS CALLED "No Mercy" ON MY PAGE
Merciana Sheehan, a beautiful, merciful and skillful woman, had little recollection of her upbringing. Besides knowing that she was from the Underground and that her mother passed when she was young her life wa...
We walked for what felt like an eternity. I followed Elise into the darkness. She told me she stayed with 'Mom,' and I could only assume she meant the dead mother that we shared. But how? How could my mother be in my mind scape? She was dead, but the existential barrier was even more baffling. She couldn't exist in my mind, could she? We continued to walk on, never speaking to each other. Her grasp around my hand was firm, and I couldn't help but glance down at her wrists every once in a while. They were free of the cuffs my father had me chained in, but they were still discolored. If this girl was childhood me, how much did she endure? "What happened to your wrists?" I asked nonchalantly. She didn't bother glancing back at me before speaking. "You already know... They're from father," her frail voice chimed as if she was speaking about the weather or something going on in current events. "How much did... you have to live through?" I asked. "Not as much as you..." She said sadly, almost with pity. "Why not?" "I died... and you replaced me," she said firmly, almost bitterly. "Replaced you? How-" She whipped her head around and her childlike eyes stared into my soul. She looked me up and down and tilted her head slightly. "You really don't get it do you?" she chuckled and I shook my head.
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"No... I... don't understand any of this really," I sighed as I glanced at our feet. "You will," she nodded before turning back around and pulling me with her. After what felt like nearly an hour, we had made it. There was a window with light pouring into the darkness that could be made out from afar. I felt my breathing pick up as I stared at its ominous glow. She continued to pull me until we were standing in front of it. The luminescent window was almost blinding, and I shielded my eyes as I tried to make out what was on the other side.
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"What is this?" I said through a wince as my retinas were burned by its glow, but Elise stared at it with bright eyes. "Mom..." She whispered as she walked closer to the window, pulling me with her. I stood next to it, it's light illuminating my entire body. I squinted through it as my eyes began to adjust, and when they did I couldn't help but let out a gasp. My beautiful mother was on the other side. It was the first time I had seen her through my own eyes and not a memory. She was right there in front of me. She stood in the kitchen with her tattered apron and pale yellow dress. She was preparing some kind of soup. She paid us no mind as she worked along, and I couldn't help but stare at her side profile. She possessed the same pale lips and dignified, pointed nose. She had the same wispy eyelashes and deep green eyes. She wore the same traits that she passed onto me, the same traits I always loved about her and myself.
