Hello again! I'm uber excited about this story. I've had it in mind for ever now and I thought I might as well write it out for all to read. Now I understand that In the original story by Gastaon, Erik Destler had never felt love. I felt the need to put someone in his life that would, from the start, love him unconditionally. Other than that please enjoy and comment, follow and like. I would love to read what you think.
In the middle of the day in the bright autumn sun the sounds of a small soul arriving into this world can be heard. Though the sound is faint and almost non existent under the cries of pain from the woman who delivered this creature into this world, the sound can be heard. A small hiccupping sound that made the listener lean into just to hear, came from a small and frail baby. Now this baby was conceived, carried and delivered the same as any other. But this small baby was very different, from first glance you could tell that this child was never to be normal.
This child, if you could call it that, was a ghastly gray. Thin, almost bone was the poor thing. And it's face… It's face was the first to be covered. The midwife had thought the creature dead from first glance, there was no way anything living would look like that. But then, under the yells of the woman and the hushed talk of the midwife and maids, it came. A small, faint cry. A sign that the child was alive.
With outstretched arms the maids passed the sorry thing around, as if trying to distance themselves from it. Once finally reaching the woman, the tremors began. No one knew what she would do. Some bet she'd through the thing from her and scream. Others would have bet she would have laughed to the point of tears. Maybe she would have acted as if it were dead and leave it be at the bottom of a sewer. But all agreed that she was vain and superficial. She would never stand for something that looked like that to be seen as her child. And she didn't.
From the first time her eyes met the small creature she acted as if it was a piece of crap someone stepped on and was now forcing into her face. She pushed it away never actually touching it. "Get rid of it." She said without a second thought. It was taken from her and placed in a small damp room with a warped stain glass window and a small bare bones crib with a blanket covered in dust. The small thing was left there, alone with only it's cries to answer it. Finally the cries had ceased. Everyone thought it was all over. Nothing lay in that room that was living now, or so they thought.
Eventually one maid got curious, she peeked her head into the small room and walked up to the little crib, and laying there was the small boy that everyone wanted to be rid of. Now she looked at it for sometime before coming to the conclusion that she would love the boy. No one wanted him, so she would take him as her own. She reached out and grabbed the baby, pulling it to her chest and hushing it's cries of distress. At that moment everything stopped for this maid and baby. They were now bonded through the ties of love. Forever she would hold this living creature in her heart, forever she would love him.
" My little child, why do you cry? Your mother does not love you, but I will. Your father is dead, but I shall still love you. You do not look like a child of the light, but neither am I. I will love you little child of mine. " she sang to the baby as it slept in her arms, "I shall call you by my father's name. Would you like that? Oh you much to small to care, you shall be Erik. Yes my little Erik."
The woman found out about the maid and the baby and became angry. She demanded that the child be hers. So the maid gave back little Erik. She had to obey her young mistress. She didn't want to be too far from the child. Without her, who knew what would happen. Her status changed from maid to nursing mother and nanny for the baby.
"This is the end... " *Skyfall. So that's my little story pitch and I'm so excited to hear what you think about this chapter. Thank you again for reading it till the end. Like, comment and follow.