Goodbye, Love Ch. 02byMissBri©
Marie sat on the edge of her bed for a while, sobbing. After some time had passed, her eyelids began to droop. She nodded off for a moment, swayed and then woke with a start. She blew out the candles burning on the table by her bed and laid down.
The window was open, and two small creatures that might have been birds sat on the sill outside. The black one brooded, its dark eyes squinted. The purple one watched the girl, hopeful and a bit smug. When it was sure Marie had fallen asleep, it spread its wings and flew away from the window. The darker creature watched as it slowly morphed.
The purple creature's body became something like liquid for a few moments. It stretched, flowed and grew until it was approximately the size and shape of a woman. Her skin was indigo and seemed to shimmer. She wore no clothing, and she was beautiful.
The being moved with a refined sort of grace. She sighed as the night air caressed her skin.
She walked around the house, to the front door. There were other ways, but it was helpful that Marie had forgotten to lock the front door. The creature glided into the house, where the cat nuzzled her ankles.
She was able to see quite well in the dark; where she was from, there wasn't much light to begin with. She made her way effortlessly to Marie's bedside and darted a glance at the small, feathered thing outside.
She bent down to kiss Marie's eyelids. And then the girl dreamt.
In her dream, Marie sat behind a waterfall. She gazed into it, watched the water run down over worn stone. At its edges, gorgeous bell-shaped flowers bloomed in various shades of red and purple.
She saw a small black bird perched on a nearby rock. It seemed to be watching her.
Then Marie saw a shape move beyond the curtain of water. She tried to focus on it, wanting to know what it was. She didn't even think to move closer to the cascading water.
The shape grew in size. Then the stream of water parted and she saw what looked to be an elf. It was female and beautiful in the subtlety of its curves. The elfin woman had rosy skin and long, flowing purple hair. Her eyes were violet and almond-shaped. She grinned widely at Marie.
"What are you?" Marie asked her. "Are you an elf?" After blurting it out, she clamped her hand over her mouth in an attempt to stifle an embarrassed giggle.
"I'm so sorry..."
"Shh. It's alright, Marie. You don't need to apologise." The elfin creature reached out one hand, taking Marie's in her own.
"How do you know my name?"
"I know a lot of things, sweetheart."
"Where are we?"
"In your dreams, baby girl."
"Who are you?"
"You can call me Desiree."
She lifted Marie's fingers to her lips, then kissed their tips one at a time.
"You're tired, aren't you, honey?"
"Yes," the girl replied, simply. Desiree had taken a seat at Marie's side, and now she dropped the girl's hand. She lifted her arm, wordlessly inviting Marie to lean against her. She looked uncertain.
"Let me support your weight for a while. Just lean on me. Everything will be ok." Desiree trailed her fingers across Marie's shoulders.
The tension melted away from Marie. She stretched and scooted sideways until she could lay her head in Desiree's lap. The elf wore only a large, silky scarf tied about her waist. It was deep red in colour and incredibly soft. Marie nuzzled the fabric, absorbing some of the warmth emanating from Desiree's flesh.
"What do you need, baby? Tell me."
"I don't know." Marie's eyes were closed. Worry briefly creased her forehead.
"Let's try this. Why are you so tired?" Desiree traced the wrinkles across the girl's brow; they disappeared under her touch.
"I'm tired of being alone."
"I'm with you now."
"I'm sick of being hurt."
"Desiree's not going to hurt you, sugar." She smoothed the girl's hair back. Once more, her touch relaxed Marie.
"Do you mean it?"
"I do. I only want to put a smile back on your face."
A tear escaped Marie's eye and ran down her cheek. It made its way to the fabric covering Desiree's thigh. There, it seemed to turn the blood-coloured material black. Then Marie opened her eyes.
"I'm confused," she said, "But I think I need you. That's what my gut tells me."
"You need me, baby girl? Are you sure?"
"Yes, I am. Please help me make the ache go away."
"That's why I came to you. I heard you calling for me."
For the first time, Marie noticed that she was also nearly nude. She wore only a white gossamer robe which was open at the front.
The lush grass beneath the pair felt like thick velvet.
Despair watched Desire caress Marie. It seemed that she was making progress; he couldn't have that. It's my turn now, he thought.