Black boxes of secrets
Disclaimer: to keep things short, i do not own the village, these rights go to Touchstone picture and to M.Night Shyamalan.I am just using the characters for my own writing purposes.
Summary: As always, a curious Lucius Hunt wonders on what are in the black boxes that each of the elders keep in their homes.(From Lucius' POV)
Author's notes: I know my stories are short lately but they will be updated ...please R/R!
Black boxes of secrets
Why does nobody open those boxes anymore? they just sit there, collecting dust...never to be opened again. I thought that it was good to reflect on your past, but everyone here seems to want to forget it. My mother had once told me that those black boxes held hidden secrets about our past that we wished to forget and leave behind. She never opened it of course, and sometimes i wonder why. I haved asked her what she put in that box, but she would not tell me.
I sat at the table the other night...staring at the box. I wanted to open it, to see what it held but i dare not. They say that they tossed the key aside so they would'nt open it. Maybe the box holds some memories that my mother does'nt wish for me to know. She told me one day that they had found my father, dead in a river in the woods as he headed to the market one Tuesday afternoon.Maybe she kept his things in this box because she wishes to forget him, and she wished for me to never know him.
Sometimes i lie awake at night, thinking on the very subject. Maybe the box hold emotions that are never to be felt again, or things that the elders wish to hide from us..
maybe we will never know..
TBC