Children of the Night

A shadow swept by the fading light from a lamp post. Even if you tried to catch a glimpse of the owner of the shadow, it wouldn’t be possible. She didn’t show herself to anyone. Only her children got to see what was hidden in the dark shadows of the night.

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2. Children of the Night

A shadow swept by the fading light from a lamp post. Even if you tried to catch a glimpse of the owner of the shadow, it wouldn’t be possible. She didn’t show herself to anyone. Only her children got to see what was hidden in the dark shadows of the night.  

The shadows owner began her journey on the local orphanage. No sounds were to be heard from her. No sight was to be seen of her. Her light footsteps walked down the white hall, a hall all covered in shadows as the moonlight shone in from the windows above. The walls had a change of dark and darker, and if you weren’t careful enough you would end up in the wrong section.

But darkness wasn’t a struggle for her. She knew the hallway and its corners. She almost danced her way through the halls, at the tip of her toes, moving with a rhythm she heard the place where her heart should have been.

Soon she reached the right door and lightly she twisted the doorknob.

As the door slowly cracked open, she continued her walk of lightly footsteps. The light from the moon shone in through the window at the far end of the room, and made all the little faces light up in the dark. She walked carefully between the two rows of beds, her gaze searching out her children, all while she hummed;

Come little children

I'll take thee away

Into a land of enchantment

Come little children

The time's come to play

Here in my garden of shadows

 

Follow sweet children

I'll show thee the way

Through all the pain and the sorrows

Weep not poor children

For life is this way

Murdering beauty and passions

 

And one by one she found a child of hers and gave them a soft press from her lips on their forehead. By some people it was called: the kiss of dead. And each time she released the pressure from her lips, the child shut open its eyes and looked at her with love. They saw her beauty; they saw the smile she gave them. They could see her whole appearance, because they were a child of hers.

They saw the waves in her black hair under her dark cloak. And they saw how her sparkling grey eyes had the same color as her long dress. She was their light and she had come to take them home.

They each stood up and took hold of one of her hands, and when both her hands were full; her next child took the hand, of the child, who held hers. Soon they all walked out of the room leaving the rest of the children, who wasn’t hers, behind. They all formed a line walking in the halls, but just like her they now had light footsteps, and sound couldn’t be heard from them.

Once again she was back at the grey pavement, but now she had her dear children with her. She loved each one of them, with all of the heart she didn’t have. They began walking down the street, lighting up in the moonshine. She stared up at the moon, then back at the orphanage, as she started to hum again;

Hush now dear children

It must be this way

To weary of life and deceptions

Rest now my children

For soon we'll away

Into the calm and the quiet

 

Come little children

I'll take thee away

Into a land of enchantment

Come little children

The time's come to play

Here in my garden of shadows

 

 She looked at her children, smiling to all of them, filling their hearts with love. She took care of the children that no one loved. They were now her children, children of night. She looked up at the moon again, letting the bright light fulfill her from top to toe as she and her children vanished into the night.

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