What A Day!
As the sun set on the end of what had been one heck of a day, the weary hunter found a quite inn and got a room. Before he hit the bed, he was asleep.
For a while, he was restless in his sleep. But soon he settled into a peaceful sleep.
"D? D dear? Wake up. Do you know who this is?"
D opened his eyes. He was no longer in the room. He was, well, it appeared as if he was on a cloud. There was a bright light around him, but it was a soft light. Despite his cautiousness, he was at a sort of peace.
"Who's there?" he softly called out.
A beautiful woman walked out of the cloudy mist. She had long black hair and light, almost iridescent green eyes. Her billowing robes were littered with white lilies. She was the spitting image of his mother. But he knew now, better that ever, that appearances could be deceiving.
"I'd be tempted to say that you're my mother, but the odds have been stacked against me lately, so, you're probably not."
"Oh D, please don't tell me that that Ella woman messed with your mind that much. But, you always were the spectacle sort, weren't you Moxi?"
'Moxi?' D thought. It was a word in the tongue of an ancient, dead language. It meant 'light of my life'. Only one person had ever called him Moxi in his lifetime. No one else knew of this name except for his father and brothers. There was not mistaking that this was indeed his mother.
"Mother? Is that really you?"
"Who else would it be, silly?"
"Are you…an angel?"
"Indeed. You sounded a little surprised. That kind of hurts."
"I didn't mean anything by…"
"Oh Moxi, I know that you didn't mean anything. Just a bit shocked, huh?"
"Yeah. Just a bit shocked. How…why are you, or, why am I here?"
"Well, the whole fake mom thing seemed to really frazzle you, so, I figured that you could use a long overdue visit form your mom. So, here I am."
"Yeah, there you are." D whispered, a bit star struck."
"Jeez boy, cat got your tongue?"
"No. I'm just surprised."
"Well, I can only keep you in this strong of a trance for about 10 minutes, so, let's make this a pleasant 10 minutes, no, 9 minutes, shall we?"
"Of course. Um, there's something have to say to you. I've wanted to tell you for so long, but never really got the chance. I'm sorry about everything that happened the day I left. I had a right to be mad, but no right to be cruel. If I could, I'd do it all over again, with totally different results. And furthermore, I wish I were there at your…funeral. I never should have missed it, and I regret it. I truly only wish you'd…"
"Stop! I've heard quite enough. You think that you can just, after all this time, apologize and I'll forgive you for everything you've done, just like that? I missed out on so much of you life, and you mine! You weren't even there when I died! And you expect me to just forgive you?"
"I was hoping…"
"Well, I can't. I can't because…I never had a reason to. You never did anything wrong in my eyes, Moxi. You were mad at for a reason. A good reason. If anything, you should for your father and I for what we did to you."
"I can't forgive you for something you didn't do."
"Fine then, Mr. Difficult, let's just on three say we're each forgiven. Sound good? And even if it doesn't. I'm your mother so, you have to do it anyway."
"Alright mother," he said as he cracked a smile.
"Okay. 1-2-3: (together) I forgive you."
They both started to laugh. For so long, they both carried this burden on their shoulders. Now, it was gone. They embraced each other. Or at least as well as an angel and a dhampire could. And they cried. Even D.
They finally released on another. Ella, D's real mother, wiped the tears from his face.
"Oh Moxi, we waited entirely to long to do this."
"Yes, we did."
"But, it's time to go now, Moxi. I wish we didn't have to, but (sob) we must.
"I know. Can we ever meet like this again?"
"I can pull some strings if you really need me. The big man upstairs and I are pretty tight. Sorry for the lingo. I really do pick up some bad habits."
"It's quite alright."
"And if you ever need me when I can't get to you like this, know that I'll always be with you, right here."
She placed her hand over his heart. He placed his hand over hers.
"And please, do one thing for me, Moxi. Promise me."
"What is it?'
"Promise me first."
"Okay, I promise to do what you ask of me."
"Always a mommy's boy, weren't you, Moxi? Okay, please, visit your father. I'm glad you've kept up with you brothers, but I want you and your father to be as close as possible. You need each other, believe it or not. Just as you and the demon in you hand need each other. So, go and see him. Now."
"I promise, so, I must."
"See it as a good thing, not a chore, Dakotya!"
He knew he should definitely do as told when his real name was used.
"Alright, I'll be glad to see him. I should visit him. It's been a long time."
"That's my good boy."
A stream of light then flashed out from behind Ella. The same bright, peaceful light from earlier.
"It's really time for me to go, now, Moxi. Remember, you know where I'll be if you need me. And, visit your father, and be happy."
"Yes, mother. I love you so much."
"And I love you too, Moxi. Until next time, kid."
"Yeah, until next time."
"And how about we meet a bit more regularly, instead of waiting almost 11,00 years for a visit. Sound good?"
Yeah, we'll definitely be closer, now."
"Good."
She gave him a kiss on the cheek and hugged him again. D closed his eyes, relishing the moment. When he opened his eyes again, he was back in the hotel room.
For a minute, he wondered if it had all been just a dream. When he got up to go to the bathroom, though, he noticed a light pink lipstick kiss mark on his cheek and a while lily in his hair. He knew now that he hadn't been dreaming.
He carefully pulled the flower from his hair and put it in a cup of water. He then climbed back into bed. He needed to rest up good. It was going to take a while to get to his father's castle, and he wanted to make it in good time. And as he slept, he was finally able to be at a sort of peace with himself and what he was.
As the sun set on the end of what had been one heck of a day, the weary hunter found a quite inn and got a room. Before he hit the bed, he was asleep.
For a while, he was restless in his sleep. But soon he settled into a peaceful sleep.
"D? D dear? Wake up. Do you know who this is?"
D opened his eyes. He was no longer in the room. He was, well, it appeared as if he was on a cloud. There was a bright light around him, but it was a soft light. Despite his cautiousness, he was at a sort of peace.
"Who's there?" he softly called out.
A beautiful woman walked out of the cloudy mist. She had long black hair and light, almost iridescent green eyes. Her billowing robes were littered with white lilies. She was the spitting image of his mother. But he knew now, better that ever, that appearances could be deceiving.
"I'd be tempted to say that you're my mother, but the odds have been stacked against me lately, so, you're probably not."
"Oh D, please don't tell me that that Ella woman messed with your mind that much. But, you always were the spectacle sort, weren't you Moxi?"
'Moxi?' D thought. It was a word in the tongue of an ancient, dead language. It meant 'light of my life'. Only one person had ever called him Moxi in his lifetime. No one else knew of this name except for his father and brothers. There was not mistaking that this was indeed his mother.
"Mother? Is that really you?"
"Who else would it be, silly?"
"Are you…an angel?"
"Indeed. You sounded a little surprised. That kind of hurts."
"I didn't mean anything by…"
"Oh Moxi, I know that you didn't mean anything. Just a bit shocked, huh?"
"Yeah. Just a bit shocked. How…why are you, or, why am I here?"
"Well, the whole fake mom thing seemed to really frazzle you, so, I figured that you could use a long overdue visit form your mom. So, here I am."
"Yeah, there you are." D whispered, a bit star struck."
"Jeez boy, cat got your tongue?"
"No. I'm just surprised."
"Well, I can only keep you in this strong of a trance for about 10 minutes, so, let's make this a pleasant 10 minutes, no, 9 minutes, shall we?"
"Of course. Um, there's something have to say to you. I've wanted to tell you for so long, but never really got the chance. I'm sorry about everything that happened the day I left. I had a right to be mad, but no right to be cruel. If I could, I'd do it all over again, with totally different results. And furthermore, I wish I were there at your…funeral. I never should have missed it, and I regret it. I truly only wish you'd…"
"Stop! I've heard quite enough. You think that you can just, after all this time, apologize and I'll forgive you for everything you've done, just like that? I missed out on so much of you life, and you mine! You weren't even there when I died! And you expect me to just forgive you?"
"I was hoping…"
"Well, I can't. I can't because…I never had a reason to. You never did anything wrong in my eyes, Moxi. You were mad at for a reason. A good reason. If anything, you should for your father and I for what we did to you."
"I can't forgive you for something you didn't do."
"Fine then, Mr. Difficult, let's just on three say we're each forgiven. Sound good? And even if it doesn't. I'm your mother so, you have to do it anyway."
"Alright mother," he said as he cracked a smile.
"Okay. 1-2-3: (together) I forgive you."
They both started to laugh. For so long, they both carried this burden on their shoulders. Now, it was gone. They embraced each other. Or at least as well as an angel and a dhampire could. And they cried. Even D.
They finally released on another. Ella, D's real mother, wiped the tears from his face.
"Oh Moxi, we waited entirely to long to do this."
"Yes, we did."
"But, it's time to go now, Moxi. I wish we didn't have to, but (sob) we must.
"I know. Can we ever meet like this again?"
"I can pull some strings if you really need me. The big man upstairs and I are pretty tight. Sorry for the lingo. I really do pick up some bad habits."
"It's quite alright."
"And if you ever need me when I can't get to you like this, know that I'll always be with you, right here."
She placed her hand over his heart. He placed his hand over hers.
"And please, do one thing for me, Moxi. Promise me."
"What is it?'
"Promise me first."
"Okay, I promise to do what you ask of me."
"Always a mommy's boy, weren't you, Moxi? Okay, please, visit your father. I'm glad you've kept up with you brothers, but I want you and your father to be as close as possible. You need each other, believe it or not. Just as you and the demon in you hand need each other. So, go and see him. Now."
"I promise, so, I must."
"See it as a good thing, not a chore, Dakotya!"
He knew he should definitely do as told when his real name was used.
"Alright, I'll be glad to see him. I should visit him. It's been a long time."
"That's my good boy."
A stream of light then flashed out from behind Ella. The same bright, peaceful light from earlier.
"It's really time for me to go, now, Moxi. Remember, you know where I'll be if you need me. And, visit your father, and be happy."
"Yes, mother. I love you so much."
"And I love you too, Moxi. Until next time, kid."
"Yeah, until next time."
"And how about we meet a bit more regularly, instead of waiting almost 11,00 years for a visit. Sound good?"
Yeah, we'll definitely be closer, now."
"Good."
She gave him a kiss on the cheek and hugged him again. D closed his eyes, relishing the moment. When he opened his eyes again, he was back in the hotel room.
For a minute, he wondered if it had all been just a dream. When he got up to go to the bathroom, though, he noticed a light pink lipstick kiss mark on his cheek and a while lily in his hair. He knew now that he hadn't been dreaming.
He carefully pulled the flower from his hair and put it in a cup of water. He then climbed back into bed. He needed to rest up good. It was going to take a while to get to his father's castle, and he wanted to make it in good time. And as he slept, he was finally able to be at a sort of peace with himself and what he was.