Prikhodko

This story begins when my life started to change and my beasts started appearing. As I am trying to wiggle into a comfortable position on a rather limber tree branch, I move my leg and the leaves rattle as my mother looks at me with her stern face. I wonder if she could make it on this branch without falling. I do not think I will take the chance because she is a good mother. Daddy is not with us anymore. He was trying to catch a big animal, mommy calls them bears, and he had a boo boo. That prevented him from being able to run and the bad things or beasts, is what mom calls them, got him. She has taken care of Mosyakov, my younger sister and I forever. She is strong woman, as every time we run she carries Mosyakov while hold tight to my hand. I sometimes do not even feel my feet touching the ground as we go so fast. She tries to keep us away from everyone, because she says the only thing men, whatever that is, bring with them is stuff to make babies. Then as dust started to blow out of this big empty pit a voice spoke saying, “Death is never slow in wanting, but overburdened with so many. I shall take you now.” Mommy stood up looking strong and said, “You may not take us for inside us is a gift of life that was not given by you.” The voice then rumbled, “I am the great Fata Verde and I take all who come to me.” Then I said, “We did not come to you, you came to us.” Fata Verde then said in anger, “I come to know one.” He now reached out grabbing the three of us with his so many hands and pulled us inside. When he got us inside his hands grew weak and as Fata Verde dropped us, he began to scream in anger, “Why did you bite me?” Mommy spoke back, “We did not bite you however truth bit you for taking those who are innocent.” He then screamed in raging anger as his attempts to grab us failed. We did not know why he could not grab us nevertheless, we were glad. Mommy now told us to follow her as she ran for the entrance. We pushed our way to it through a crushing wind that wanted to keep us in this hole. As we almost made it to the entrance, the wind tripled in its speed and through us back against the invisible wall that separated us from Fata Verde. This tall green-eyed scared face of death once again laughed saying, “You cannot leave me, and I cannot take you. Fear not for I can wait until you become weak with old age and then torture you without mercy for my time that you wasted. It would be so much better for you to surrender to me now and join your friends with me.” I told him, “We have no friends with you.” Fata Verde then laughed saying to someone standing by him in the dark, “I told you she had already forgotten you, for those who fight death are foolish and care not for their friends.” Then I heard a voice that was so familiar to me say, “She would not forget me, for I gave my life trying to find her.” I then ? I have never met a man who works so hard to protect me, and whose love I can feel. Our souls are united. I can feel the air that he breaths into me as my breath. Do you know whom I can talk to about this?” Kisrozvágy answers me saying, “My child, these events were recorded at the beginning of time. We can do nothing to change that which will be.” I ask, “Then how can my daughter make so many changes?” Kisrozvágy answers, “Prikhodko, her deeds were written and recorded at the beginning of time. Her deeds are what we hold onto, knowing that someday we shall join her in another dimension and live with the saints. This is the way of things.” I then ask her, “Who will the father be if it is not the man that I am bound with?” Kisrozvágy answers, “That mystery has not been revealed to us. We cannot see it or know it.” I then began to cry. I cried so much that I flooded my dream and came back to this real world. I so hate to say the real world for I do not know if it is real. Maybe I should say my daytime world. cried out, “Gyáli, is that you? They then said to me, “You have been found guilty of giving the chosen one to the dark forces, thus you shall be erased from history and be no more. You shall never see your daughter nor will she ever know of you.” I then asked them, “How can you be so filled with injustice?” They then said, “As easily as you lay with the dark and try to curse the light. You are no more.” With their words I felt myself being divided into millions of small particles that could never be united again.” I had given birth to Lilith. I was not able to save my son or my daughter from the dark. For I am but particles spread unto all parts of the universe as these particles are being absorbed into so many other things, such as rocks, dust. “None who travel time will ever know of me, except through this lost book recorded by Salko and Mosyakov. I am no more, nor was I ever, nor can I ever be.”