Seam of her dress stacked into the sash around her waist, having the bag of belongings slung over her shoulder and with a torch in her hand, she snuck her way out of the house.
It had taken her so long.
"Child?"
Her eyes widened, right foot already resting on the threshold of the house. She didn't turn back.
Two arms wrapped around her from behind and held her tightly.
"Why do you go, child? Why do you leave?"
Her eyes hardened. "Stop it, you can sob whatever you want, I'm not coming back."
The hands clenched around the expensive cloth they had rested on, uncut nails ripping the embroidery. A forehead weighed heavily on her back.
"What did I do wrong?"
The child snatched the hands in her own and pried them loose. "You did nothing."
The arms from the dark fell back down to their owner's sides, accepting reality.
"I- I'm not going to be able to change your mind, am I?"
Teeth bit together, but nothing could stop the tear from falling.
She flinched, barely noticing she had turned anyway. Never had she seen her mother cry before.
"No."
She stepped outside, barely having managed to force the word out. She was ready to leave all of this past behind her.
"You'll come back, right? You'll return!"
A last glance caught a devastated silhouette in the doorway. The torchlight lit up features that looked way too old, hair slightly grey at the temples. No wig, no make-up. Black rims under eyes red with veins. One hand rested on the doorway, the other clawed in her direction. A split second and the image etched itself into her mind.
Then she dropped the torch and ran. Her vision blurred, her breathing got cut off.
"Mekha!" The woman screeched like an old bird, insanity seeping through in her words.
"When you return- Show me my grandchild!"
The running one gasped, a heartbreaking laugh echoing around her. Sound died down and her hands found a dark brown fur. She embraced the animal's neck and dried her eyes in its manes.
"Mother..."
A hand reached out and helped her mount.
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I can't make promises on posting frequency though as I'm going to the 5th grade which in my country means I'm going to have to pass my finals next year. It'll probably be busy. ;)
*takes off hat, bows and disappears in a poof of smoke*
P.S. I'll see if I can draw a picture with this story XD
