The Red Room

by coexist58

After the tragic disappearance of his wife and child Edward returns every year to the place where they lived and waits for her to return. A story of love, loss and wonder.

Through the hazy days of a bitter eternity my future has become one of an obsolete entity.

Am I a monster? The question perched upon my conscious as I feed. But no, I am not monster for monsters are the things which hurt for pleasure or fun and I am not one to have fun. Yet as I wander on in my search of nothing which I can see I feel in my self an urge which I can not explain.

It brings me forward, tugging at my navel into the pallid stretch of the unknown leading me to... something. Is it destiny? Is it death?

Ha, death, that which many fear but I have desired as a lover desires his companion. Death eludes me.

There was once a time when my existence, was one of joy, admiration, wonder and love. But that time passed as time is known to do, and I am left without my beloved, without my child, and with this locket which I cannot bring myself to relinquish, hanging above my heart.

She told me that I was to keep it until she came back...

Every year I return to Skysten. Every year I enter our old house. Every year I rock my child's crib, never believing that it is empty. Every year I sit in the Red Room and wait to hear the sound of her laughter, I wait to hold her.

One day, I did.