Thread: The Witch and the Alchemist (closed)

Dorelia was happy to see the two of them there with her. She had come to think of the two of them as a sort of family. Abigail was always a sort of mother figure but Landon did not have the same constant. Sometimes he played the part of protective older brother, sometimes he was an annoying younger one. Occasionally he even played and almost fatherly figure but there were times when she was not quite sure what exactly he was to her so she didn??t really dwell on it. She listened to the things that they said but something he said confused her. ??Good to see that I??m finally back with you?? She questioned the two of them, looking form one face to the other. ??What do you mean?? she asked the two of them confused, ??Where did I go?? Now she was really confused. ??I didn??t go anywhere.... you were supposed to go home to rest and Abigail went back to help you then to make breakfast, then I was tired so I fell asleep.... then...? and she stopped, trying to think of what else had happened. The memories came back to her like a slap to the face. She remembered laying there as Abigail fed her. She remembered other times where there was someone feeding her and she thought It was her mother. She remembered talking to her mother and her mother would tell her that she loved her... But it had not been her mother, it had been Abigail... Had Abigail been saying that she loved her? She could not be sure. She remembered when Landon felt her forehead and how his words had sounded so muffled that she couldn??t make out a single thing that he said. Abigail might not have even said anything to her. It could have all just been a hallucination. She remembered other hallucinations. Things like thinking that Monster had come back with help whenever they changed her nightgown. Then she remembered the nightmares. She remembered the nightmares of Monster and her mother, and then she remembered the memory. The memory made her shutter visibly and she wrapped her arms around herself to hold herself. It was just a few and she did not even want to remember the rest. She looked up at Abigail, a weak smile clinging to her face as she did so. ??I hate memory lapses... They seem to be getting quite common with me... I really hope it doesn??t continue.? She told the woman. Dorelia still kept her arms wrapped around herself. She shuttered once more as she looked down. ??I wanted to tell the two of you.... While I was being dragged off to trial I had a sort of flash back... I was being dragged away... I didn??t have my shoes, I remember the mud being cold... It must have rained recently before I was taken...? she told the two of them. She turned her head to look out the window. ??There were three of them... All men. They were ageing when I awoke but despite being awake I couldn??t move... I think... I think they drugged me...? she paused as she thought about it some more. ??Two of them were brothers... The one with the younger voice... he was having second thoughts... The brothers were the one??s dragging me. The master mind of it must have been walking a head.... One of the brothers was having second thoughts and he didn??t want to do this any more. He said.... that he thought.... that he was doing a good thing... ridding the world of a witch... but that I didn??t look like one...? she paused, her face twisted in thought as she tried to remember more. ??But... he used that man??s name... so he slit the man??s throat....? she shuttered once more, ??I heard him joking and his brother was so shocked... the man said that he broke one of his rules but the other one wouldn??t listen to him anymore...? she looked at the two of them, shock and confusion on her face and in her eyes. ??So he killed the other one... then he tossed me over his shoulder and took me away...? her eyes widened at something else form the memory but she couldn??t say it in front of Abigail. She would talk about it when she spoke to Landon alone. There was still more that she had to tell them. ??Then.... while I was sick I remembered more... things that monster did to me...? she shuttered, clinging to herself tighter. ??He did so many..... Just bad... horrible things... he even threw salt in my wounds... I wouldn??t be the least bit shocked if he did more...? she looked away form the two of them, remembering her desperation. She remembered wanted to die, wanting to do anything to just end her life so it could all be over. She didn??t remember the point where the desire to escape turned into a desire to die but it had to be somewhere. She looked at the two of them then she looked back down. She couldn??t even make herself say all of the things that he did to her. ??Then... there was a boy... he said he stumbled upon the place... that there was a man passed out in the hay... the boy was so young... his voice had yet to deepen or break, he couldn??t have been older the twelve. I remember his dirty face...? she smiled, ??He said that he couldn??t take me to a doctor... but he could take me away from there...? she shook her head at the boy??s innocence and rayed that he was okay. ??He struggled to carry me... I hope he is okay...? she said as she looked down. After that she turned herself and she looked back up at the two of them. Landon had already brought a large metal tub, a bucket with a wash cloth and some soap. She smiled at the two of them but she didn??t begin to undress just yet. She had forgotten how transparent the nightgown was. She just waited to hear their responses to her memories and then when Landon left she could bathe.