Let me tell you about Cedele OnPon. She lived in a beautiful house about 20 miles from a small town and she enjoyed her privacy. Her house I must say resembled temples that you would expect gods and goddesses to be living in. It was made of glass, and mirrors. The front of the house had a black marble porch. On the edges great round mirror pillars stood up proud to hold up a glass ceiling. The rest of the house was all mirror except for a few large windows placed here and there, the ceiling was all glass.
The illusion it made, you would be amazed if you saw it. You felt like you were just looking at the dirt road continuing back into the woods, but a few windows would show into the house making you think there were holes in the universe leading to different worlds, and when you went in the house you felt as if you had entered a new world.
Inside the ground was pure black marble like outside, but it shone and even reflected the sky that came from the ceiling. All of the walls inside were mirror, in order to give privacy to other rooms, but it also made the house seem repetitive and never ending. Glass tables with a gold trim were sporadically places next to silky gold furniture with black and red silk draped off of the sides. The kitchen was opened up to the living room with a bar table and gold stools. The kitchen was made from black marble and the appliances were pearl white. Two quest bedrooms where towards the back of the house each sporting a different set of colors. One room had shades of blue and green like the ocean, the other had greens and brown like a forest. Off to the side of the house was a white marble stair case with a solid black steel door at the bottom. This door was the only one not made from mirror.
As a girl of thirteen and fairly clumsy you can imagine how many times I have walked into mirror walls believing the living room or bedrooms were bigger than they really were. My favorite part of the house was at night. The stars could be seen from the ceiling and would be reflected off of the floor by microscopic mirror shards on to the walls. It felt as if you were in space surrounded by the universe.
The owner of this house made everything seem average, for she was far from normal. Would it be realistic to say her skin was whiter than mine? No, not realistic I suppose, more supernatural. She appeared to be made from the blank white screen off of a computer, such as if you touched it the skin would ripple like a plasma TV. Unreal.
Her hair was black, as black as a cave deep underground where no light ever shines and your eyes never become accustomed to it. Most people with black hair have a blue outline to it when the sun shines on it but her hair was always black and the sun seemed to avoid it. Her eyes were a pale green with a gold sparkled rim. Her nose turned up slightly at the end but was long and small; her lips were red as if she had just drunk a dark red wine.
She legs were long and her hips wide with a small midsection making them even wider by comparison. Her chest wasn't big but not small either. When I first saw her I couldn't say anything. She was wearing a sleeveless black dress that hugged her body and ended at her mid-thigh, it V-ed down to her cleavage. Her hair was pulled back into a tight elegant bun full of braids and mirror like beads, a few curly strands of hair were pushed back behind her ears. Her shoes… well she wasn't wearing any, and no jewelry was on her body only the dress itself hung from her.
I hadn't seen her until that night after the sun went down, until then I was given a small tour that I lead myself. The strange man left soon after dropping me off. I wish I could tell you what is behind the steel door now but I will save it till later, it was locked when I first arrived. I made myself a sandwich from the fridge then went into the living room and played with a deck of cards I had found in the kitchen.
Once the sun had went down I heard the door down the stairs open and not a second later she was standing before me with her lips shut tight and her eyes sparkling in excitement. She walked through the star filled room and sat on the sofa across from me.
"My name is Cedele OnPon, what is your name my dear?" Her voice purred like a cat and I was awestruck with how it move across the room to me. "Asinis." I said my name quickly then lowered my eyes to the ground.
"Pardon? Speak up child and look at me when you do." I brought my eyes up to hers then said my name louder and slower, "Asinis, my lady." She crossed her legs and cupped her hands over one knee, "What a beautiful name, you, my dear fit your name rather well." I couldn't help but smile from the complement she gave me, "Thank you my lady."
Cedele motioned for me to sit next to her. "I have much to tell you, and I shall start by telling you that your blood will never run dry. You could bleed forever." She paused and watched me as I nodded not really understanding if what she was saying was true. When she seemed to understand why I reacted the way I did, she begin to explain.
"You have been born to bring back the race of the asinssucejs. With your blood they can all be revived. They have been sleeping for thousands of years in my basement waiting for you; I awoke the eve of your thirteenth birthday by the call of your blood. Now if you will just follow me down stairs I will show you."
Author note:
Thank you for reading and keep doing so and one more thing review and the competition is still under way! For a shout out all you have to do is:
Tell me what the main character's name means in Latvian and/or where I got her adoptive parents name (very tricky, think immortality) and/or what her life will bring back (asinssucejs)