The Witch Trial of your Mother
BlackLily
Short Story
Lily walked into the room stopping before the large bronze mirror,
maybe they're all right, maybe I'm not worth being here
What are you talking about? the voice of an old woman named Leza
asked. She walked till she faced the back of Lily, looking at her
reflection while stroking her hair.
Lily answered her aunt's question All the girls in the village say I'm
just an ugly bastard that doesn't deserve to be alive and that I should
burn just like my mother did .
Leza looked at her niece and worried. Do you remember your mother? Of course
you don t, you were just so small. Do you know why they burned your
mother? Lily shook her head as her aunt continued, They accused her of
being a witch, as they have done many times. But they accused her
because she was so happy. It is true that your mother and father never
married but they just thought it wasn't worth it. They loved each other
anyway. So your not a bastard, not to me anyway. She had just gotten you
and just couldn't stop singing, she was that happy. She loved you so
much.
Lily looked at her aunt in the mirror. That's why they killed
her? Because she was so happy, no wonder she screamed so much during her
execution, she was innocent.
Leza looked shocked. Is that what you
believe? Well let me tell you something. I was there when it happened. I
was carrying you on my arm. Now let me tell you the way I saw it.
She had put her hair and looked as beautiful as she could. Her head
held high not showing any fear. It was as if she was about to do one of
the greatest things ever. She walked proud not caring about the
whispers. She looked straight forward towards her end. She showed amazing
courage, she smiled at you, you know, as she walked up the stairs. As they
were tying up her hands to the pole and started the fire she looked
towards the sky. She did not scream once. Not even when the fire got to her
clothes and flesh. She looked at you one last time and whispered
goodbye before looking towards the clouds, to go to them. That was the
ending of a great one. She was proud and courageous till the end. If only we
all had an ending like hers.
Lily looked in the mirror while her aunt was stroking her hair. A tear
ran down her face as both women were silent thinking of what has just
been said.
The Witch Trial of your Mother© COPYRIGHT 2004 BlackLily. Reproduction prohibited without permission from the author. 05/27/04
