It's Getting Dark

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It's getting dark again.

I can hear my Mother whistling from afar, and I know I need to go home—my heart starts to beat like wild. The wind blew and I can smell it all, especially the poison that makes the Beast strong.

The dark night.

My knees are trembling, I don't want to go back yet.
But I don't want Mother to be alone.
So I gather enough courage and strength, and slowly walked back to the cursed den.

My Mother was waiting at the door. She hugged me and caressed my hair. I looked at her eyes— the eyes that I dreaded the most to look at—trying to see what's going on her mind. But just like always, its like a well so deep you'd drown. She hugged me once again and in my ears she whispered, "Control your fire my princess, just pretend he was not here, pretend you were in you're little forest singing and dancing in the wind."

I tiptoed as I go inside, bearing in mind what Mother told me.
"Control your fire."

I can smell the poison everywhere. The Beast is everywhere.
My heart starts to pound again, I feel the heat inside me increasing, my wings are trying to break free. But then I heard Mother whistling. I don't need to look back for I know what it means. I reached my room and locked my self in.

Inside my room I try to calm my self by imagining Mother singing her song that would lulled me to sleep;

"Little darling, fear no more,
I am here, in every corner that you adore.
Be silent and just listen,
I'll be okay and I'll be whistlin'
My princess, you're my dearest!
It is not our fault, he is to blame,
He is the shadow that was cast from your flame."

Just as I was starting to feel calm, I heard the familiar growl.

The beast was ready to ravage.

The night gets darker.

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My face is red, my body quivers, and I can feel the rush of blood inside.

Then the wall starts to shake as the Beast walks by—the same time mother starts to whistle, letting me know that she is fine.

"Why does the Beast wants to hurt us?"

Our furniture are being dragged and thrown in any direction—she continues to whistle like she's in motion.

"Why does the Beast has no mercy on us?"

I can hear the Beast laughing devilishly while slashing his bolo in the air—I can still hear Mother whistling, I hope she is okay.

"How could I make him stop! I am scared!"

The whistling stopped. The Beast chuckled. I can hear Mother gasping for air. My heart stopped...

For once the night gets bright.

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Kindled with anger and rage, I set myself ablaze!

Like wildfire everything starts to burn. I run towards the beast, and yelled "Don't hurt Mother!"
The Beast just looked at me and grinned, then he choked her harder.

I need to do something or else she'll die!

In a beat, I did what I thought I need to do.
I squeezed the Beast's neck tightly in my arms.
Together we are burning too bright and too wild.
The Beast growls hard, and tried to fight.
Now he is gone. There is no more monster in the night.

I knew I'll be gone too. I can't control it anymore...

I looked at my Mother saw her crying and shouting, "CONTROL YOUR FIRE PRINCESS!"

“Sorry mother. I tried, but I can't...”

“PLEASE CONTROL YOUR FIRE MY DARLING... Please—"

"Mother don't cry. It was a pleasure to get burn, knowing that no one can hurt you anymore."

I was once a bright fire on a very dark night.

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