The Momentum of Iris Linely (On Hold)

The Momentum of Iris Linely

This story is set in 1824. The timeline will get more modern and so on if anyone likes the story.

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The struggling screams could be heard in the dead cold night. As much as she was trying her best, it felt like it wasn't enough.

All of Bath were sleeping away the cold in the January month and dreaming pleasant dreams of riches and tales. The Baker down the road was sleeping in his chair with a warm wool blanket his wife covered him with knowing he wouldn't want to be bothered with silly pleas of laying in bed and not stressing over the lack of wheat in the shop.

The bakery would be closed down due to the lack of wheat to make bread and the Baker and his wife will have to live in poverty.

The Actor was also sleeping in bed with his Mistress who was bidding him a farewell night because it was the last night before He came after her the later night. She would tell her secrect lover of her troubles in the morning, but little will she know he would turn her down and tell her it is her way of telling him she does not want him anymore.

She will be among the dead the following night.

Judge Trease was pathetically looking out his room window into the snow covered streets. He recently woke from a dream of being killed in his sleep for all the wrong trials he had done in his life, but he only tries to convince himself there will be no one to know of these trials. How could anyone know! he speaks to himself as he continues to stare out the window. Until he swears he saw a figure outside below on the street. The figure looks like it was staring at him but he passes it off as a groggy hallucination. He closes his curtains and climbs back in bed to dream about the money he shall recieve that year.

The future of Judge Trease shall remain hidden.

Then there is Hugh Linley and his three young children Hanna, Wilson, and Alder. His young wife was the one struggling screams and trying her best. The midwife wasn't available and there seemed to not be enough time to run for a doctor telling by his wife's screams. The children were terrified of the outcome of when their mother was deeper into labour. As the snow continued to pour down it muffled Hugh's wife's screams outside their home. Iris Linley had never been in so much pain. Her first three children went by easily but not this one. Iris suggested it was her bones and how weak they were which was true. She prayed her child would live to see light and the world. The chance to see its brothers and sister. But this is all considered wishful thinking in Iris's opinion.

Through much of the groaning, crying, sweating, and screaming, Mrs. Iris Elizabeth Howard Linley delievered a girl. The new member had ash blonde hair as her mother with light pale skin and shinning dark-blue eyes as her mother as well along as the shape of her hear-shaped face. Everything else looked like her father. Iris was amazed with the beauty of her second daughter and took in all her beauty before she was interrupted with a loss of energy and a sick feeling.

Hugh Linely knew there was a problem when he asked his wife what they should name their daughter and she didn't answer. He went over to her beside and sightly slapped her on her face to get her out of her sleepy trance. Hugh knew the amount of blood that came out of Iris was deathly so he tried his best to keep her breathing. He sent his eldest, Alder, a six year old, to go fetch a bucket of steamed water. Later, Alder comes back to his mother and father's room with a bucket of hot water and a wash cloth. Hugh dipped the cloth in the water and put it over his wife's forehead. He sent his son back to retrieve a cup and herbal tea.