Chapter 1
Prologue
A Soft melody cuts through the dead silence of the cold house. A man, the age of 56 sits at the piano playing a soft tune. When he is finished he sighs and picks himself off the piano chair and slumps onto a white pristine couch sitting in the corner of the white room. The starting room as She had called it. The man, humming a soft tune, closes his eyes in relaxation. As he finishes his humming song with a soft crescendo he sits still in the silence of the room. He sits their for what seems to be 5 minutes but is actually 10, until a shriek of laughter pierces the air.
"Grandpa!"
The man opening his eyes sees a small girl in a yellow sundress come running into the room. As she nears him she bends her needs and jumps onto his lap.
"Humph!"
The girl landing on his lap with a hard thump, struggles to right herself. As she continues to struggle the man sits straight up and helps adjust the girl so she is sitting up with her legs dangling off the edge of the couch on his lap.
"Grandpa are you sad?"
The grandpa sighs and contemplates on a suitable answer for his granddaughter. After a few moments of silence he heaves a great sigh as a habit he never gave up and says "Cassy, do you remember your grandmother?"
The child puts her finger on her lips as if pondering a far off memory.
"Yep!" She exclaims with excitement.
"She was their at my birthday party when I turned 5" the child holding up a hand says with a face full of brightness.
"but, then she got sick and I didn't see her again. But Daddy and Mommy said she needed to go away for a long time and we wont be able to see her again." the child says with a pouting face.
"Why wont she come back?"
The man heaving a long sigh rubs his tired eyes.
"She had to go away to see someone but we...all of us will miss her." the man says with sad eyes. Eyes that have seen too much but yet have seen to little.
"Do you remember the story of when I met your grandmother?" The man says with a smile trying to remember the good times instead of the bad.
The child again does the "pondering" poise again. After a few moments of silence the girl turns to her grandfather to answer his question but is interrupted by a loud cry.
"Cassy!"
The old man sighs with contempt.
"Did you perhaps run to me to hide from your mother?"
The small child whimpers and looks down with guilt. The man sighs with a sense of foreboding doom. Felling the coming wrath of an angry mother which he too has experienced too many times in the past. A few moments of silence pass between the duo but is shattered by a tall middle aged women walking into the room with an expression of pure utter rage on her face.
"Cassy you better not be disturbing your grand-"
"Hello Natasha." the man interrupts his daughter from going into a raging lecture.
The women startled by her fathers sudden appearance opens and closes her mouth like a gaping fish.
"Father I thought you were-"
The father interrupts with a heavy sigh and replies "I was just going to tell cassy here about the time I met your mother"
"I also want you to hear because I want to tell you about the greatest women ever" He continues.
The women surprised go and sits next to her father on the couch and takes her daughter from the old man and sits her on her lap. She motions for her father to go on and settles into the couch.
"It all started 40 years ago. When I was with my parents on vacation. I was only 16."
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Hello peeps
I am Darkstoo or so you know. I am resamitting the Darkest Light Chapters so ya enjoy.