• Preface


    I (Katrina) was so happy to finally leave all the murmurs and everything else behind. The door let us easily through back to his world. The murmuring is so nerve racking, it could drive someone insane. I was happy to be with Charlie, but I knew it would be hard. We could never leave Ireland, and I could never get in trouble. There would be no records of me to reference to, so they would freak out and we would be in trouble. But none of that mattered. I was gone from everything. My people could get along without me, of that I was sure.

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    It has been about 7 months since I came here. I am pregnant with my first child. It is such a happy time. I wonder what mother would say? Would she be proud of her only daughter? I have tried to go back through to visit, and spread the news, but the passage is gone. It lets some through any time, but only if your power is strong enough. I have never been that strong. Mother always said that it was always my wit that won, and never my power. But, Oh well. All that matters now is that I am happy, and that I have a little girl on the way. We decided that her name will have to be something authentic from my world, but will have to blend with this world. I wonder what she will get from me? It will be interesting to find out when she is older.

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    I have finally had my little bundle of joy. We have named her Gray Flower. We will all be a happy family. We have also moved to a new house. It is wonderful, and I can since magic. Luckily Charlie cannot, or he never would have moved. (He is frightened of the power. I don’t know why, but it is his choice to be scared of something that will always be there) I think a door might be here.

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    Gray is four now. She looks very much like me. It will be somewhat disturbing when she gets older. His family already knows about me. It is good, or they would know nothing of the customs of my people, and would probably think it weird that she is so much like me (or the fact that there is no recollection of me being born, or of my childhood). But where I come from, it is more common to look like your father, but since Charlie is not what I am, and she must take after someone. And the blond hair is much more dominate in my kind. But they need never know the specifics of that. She has my voice to (or so I am told) like water flowing, because it is so smooth that it calms the soul. But they have never heard when I am mad. But since that rarely happens in my family we don’t have much to worry about. She has my blond hair which is streaked with different colors in natural highlights. But mine is not as clear because I dye. The same small nose, And normal lips. The only real difference is that where my eyes are a clear blue. Hers are steel gray as if they are ready to cut the words out of the air before they are out of your mouth. It is scary at times when she is mad. But once again, that almost never happens. I am glad that she is like me, but sad at the same time, because if someone were to find out about us, it would be devastating. I can only imagine what they would do. Terrible experiments, and the such, mabey even lock us up. I've seen what they do here when they don't understand something. I would rather die than have that happen to my Flower.

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    I wake up on Gray Flower’s 5th birthday ready to cook breakfast, only slightly trouble by what Gray had said the night before her words still echo in my mind "Mom, I’m scared. Something is going to happen to you. I’m scared." The only comfort that I could offer was that nothing would happen, and that it would be fine. She said "I will not tell daddy so that it will not upset him." Then she ran off to her room. I was troubled. No one in my family ever had senses of foreboding before, and Charlie’s family didn’t have powers like that. It was confusing. I would ponder on it later. But I never got the chance. I heard a creak from the closet door and knew that I couldn’t scream. Charlie would never hear from the other room. And if it was nothing, then I couldn’t wake my dear little Gray for nothing. It was to late anyway. I heard the hoofs. And wondered why would she send this certain thing to get me, and not someone who does it cleaner, she probably thought to cause more grief. I muffled a cry of terror for, this life had softened me quite a bit. As I felt the blade enter me I heard the thing laugh softly, best to let them find me dead than half alive and knowing that they couldn't save me from this blade. As it took the blade out and entered it into me again I couldn’t help but critic his technique. If he would have gone higher than it would be done quicker, and had he entered the blade lower then it would be a slower more painful technique. I felt the blade leave and enter one more time. Another laugh, then he left through the same passage way. My last thoughts were; I knew this house had magic I just didn’t know were to look. I hope Gray finds the passage and avenges all that have gone before me. But if she goes, then she might have be killed to. I hope she gets my locket. It is my link. And finally, I wish that I could watch her grow from a living body, but no matter where she goes, here or if she answers the murmurs I will always watch her from the stars. I was so sad to leave Gray. Charlie could handle without me, but Gray needed someone like her to live by her side as she grew. Those were my last thoughts as I slid into the infinite haven beyond the living.



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    ~*~Beautiful gothic Flower~*~