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By kittysunedude 01/01/2022 780 views 10.25 KB Text (Quill+ Format)
A girl decides if she should spend her hard earned gold coin in the wishing well. While she is deep in her own thoughts, something unknown watches her.
It is a cloudy night. Fog is in the air, and in the ground. Not a life to be seen around. Perfect for a night escapade.
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Rushing through the grass a girl in a hood and a mask approaches her tubular target. With no one around, she looked at it.
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The moonlight wasn't enough to light the whole plane, but the shapes of the tall grass that were moving with the calm breeze gave her the confidence she needed to continue her mission.
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She sneaked and crawled, bathing in the thick smoky fog, slowly approaching that infamous well build held together by rocks, stones and legends.
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Once at its side, she leaned on the well, out of breath from keeping her head down, not breathing much oxygen...
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She took her mask, feeling stupid for doing this. She took her gold coin from her pocket, and looked at it. The reflection looked her back.
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What was she trying to do? The hard work of more than two years, in her fingertips. Ready to be wasted at the bottom of a well.
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She looked at the sky. Someone must have seen her run away. She had to go back. She had nowhere to go.
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She shook her head. She really didn't think this through. Angry sobbing could be heard through the night.
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Cling, cling, cling.
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A noise disturbed her very soul. And to think it was the humble sound of coins rattling.
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That was it! The coins inside the well! She stood up, and she peeked into the well.
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Lit by a light even dimmer than the stars in the sky, the coins shined in the darkness.
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If she could only get one of those, this crazy adventure of hers would be worth it.
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She took one of her shoe laces, then she tied her coin to it. And then she grabbed the magnet she kept in her lucky hair clip.
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The girl looked at her contraption. This will make her rich.
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Putting back her mask, she gained the confidence she needed for this heist. For the second time, she looked into the well.
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It may have been the passage of time, maybe it was the mask; but the shine of the coins was different this time.
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She looked closer, and the shine of the coins turned into the shine of someone's eyes. Or something's eyes...
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Her own eyes widened as blood rushed to her face. Air tough, not so much. She laughed slightly.
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Was she going crazy? No, this was very good actually. This meant the stories and legends were true. She found herself before a wishing well. It truly had the magic she sought.
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The coins at the bottom were no longer needed. The only one she needed was the one she already had.
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At the cost of one gold coin, she could get the wishes she wanted, and all her problems will be gone. Somewhat like history... and all of her dreams would become true.
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She smiled at the darkness, and the darkness smiled back.
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'Aaahh!' She screamed.
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'No need to be afraid little one' A calm, yet mysterious voice oozed from the bottom of the darkness inside the well.
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'You can talk!?' she gasped, quickly running out of breath.
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'You can talk too, what's the big deal?'
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'B-but-t y-you a-ah a-ah... you are... a'
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'Yes.' the well interrupted her 'Didn't you came here for the talking well?'
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'I-I thought I came for the wishing well.'
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'You did. But to grant a wish you must be able to talk.'
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'Am I not simply supposed to put a coin in and make a wish?'
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'No, I'm afraid I'm not that kind of wishing well. I work differently...'
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She exhaled, and looked at her coin.
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'That coin' the well talked 'is not made out of gold'.
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She turned to face the darkness that speaks, then at the coin. She bit the coin, and it bent slightly. She sighed...
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'Do not worry little one. I can be of assistance.' Those words got her attention back. 'No coin required...'
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'Can you grant me a wish?'
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'Any wish, any number of them.'
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'For free?'
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'Yes, but I want you to do me a favor.'
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'So, there's a catch'
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'No, no catch. Just a favor, for my service.'
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'And what do you want me to do for you?'
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'Let's leave that for later.' the well answered. She didn't like how that sounded.
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'So, tell me Sandra, what do you wish the most for?'
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Sandra's eyes widened at the mention of her name. She instinctively reached for her mask, it was a good thing that she had it on, but it didn't seem to have concealed her identity.
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'How did you knew my name?'
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'How did I knew your name?'
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Sandra was speechless. 'You can read minds...'
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'No, at least, not technically.' there was awkward moment of silence, as Sandra digested what that could potentially mean.
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'I can tell you the truthful answer of any question. I can give you the gift of knowledge.'
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She thought for a moment.
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'So, you tell me what I need to do to get what I want?'
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'Precisely. I can help you do, or get, anything your hearth desires.'
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She looked at the darkness skeptically for a moment.
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'Can you -really- answer any question?'
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'There's only one way to find out, ask away.'
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'How did you knew my name?'
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'It's obvious for me. I knew your name ever since your mother named you after her dead lover.'
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She was in shock...
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'You mean...?'
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'Pardon me, perhaps it was too rude of me to...'
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'No. Tell me... my mother's lover?'
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The well took what seemed to be a big breath.
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'Your mother was in love with a woman named Sandra. She died because the church found the letters she was writing to your mother. Ironically, she was charged for the profanity in the letters, not homosexuality...'
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Now Sandra, the second one, was pissed.
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'How can I know you are telling the truth.'
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'I am. I'm sorry but I am obliged to tell you the truth no matter how bad it might be. If you don't believe that, ask something else. Something only you know.'
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'How is that different from reading my mind?'
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'I knew about the coin, didn't I?'
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'You could just have good eye for coins. You clearly are supernatural.'
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'Oh, so I am supernatural, have good eyes for coins, and can read your mind; but answering any question is just too much?'
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'Fine. If you are all-knowing, tell me then, what is my wildest fantasy?'
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Sandra kept her mind completely blank. That way, the well could not read it, or at least, it would read nothing. Keeping your mind blank was harder than she thought...
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'Your wildest, and currently latest, fantasy is being the ruler of this land. You would have seduced the prince, the shepherd's eldest son, your cousin and your best friend Erik into becoming your sex slaves. They would worship you as you laid in bed, using their tongues to massage...'
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'Stop, stop, stop!' Sandra yelled, avoiding to blush as much as possible.
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'Okay, sex aside, you would be a true witch, the most powerful one anyone has ever known.'
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'Alright...' she took off her mask, and with her face revealed, she said. 'How do I become a witch? A real, powerful one.'
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'Magic is... not something humans were made to possess.'
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'I know I have to be careful. With the right...'
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'No. Magic is supernatural. You are simply from this natural world. While it is true some have managed to harness magical power, it doesn't mean they should have.'
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She looked angrily at the well. The darkness stared back, angrily as well.
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'Besides, you don't need to become a witch to get riches, power or revenge. You can be killed in the progress, which is no good.'
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'What alternative do you propose?'
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'I can give you the gift of knowledge, remember. Not just for answering trivial questions, but I can guide you to become the ruler of this land.'
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She looked at it emotionless.
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'Hear me out. I know you have a flask. Pick some of my water up, and take me with you. I shall whisper what you shall do and what you shall say to get whatever your hearth desires.' the darkness apparently winked at her.
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'Let it be known that anything can be achieved given enough time, and of course, given you know what to do.' the well continued 'Even becoming queen can be done, if and only if you do as I advise you.'
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'Aaand how can I trust you won't betray me?'
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'I won't.' and before she even asked 'And I can't prove it in the depths of this well, nor right now.'
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'You're good. But not good enough.' She looked at herself in the gold coin, her reflexion in the place of the queen's engraving. 'Tempting...'
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'But I can't risk the lowlife I have, because that's all I've got. Sorry...'
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'Sure. Yesterday you were the girl who wanted an opportunity for greatness. Tomorrow you will the girl who rejected that opportunity.'
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'I don't want any opportunity from a talking well.'
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'Not even the opportunity to get revenge from your uncle? Or do you want his smile to greet you as you wake up?'
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She gripped her fist tightly...
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'I know everything... every single detail of what happened...'
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'Enough! I shall do as you say' and she prepared her flask, and lowered with her shoelace. 'What is your name, demon?'
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'I'm glad that you finally asked my name, Sandra. I'm no demon, but I have surely never been called anything other than "the well"...'
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'Oh, and one more thing...' it continued as they approached "eye" level 'Once you are powerful and big in years, you shall no longer need my guidance. You will return this water to the well, and command your workers to seal the well, and hide it away.'
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'Why- is that the favor you wanted? Wha- Why?'
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'The burden of knowledge... it is too much. I wish to sleep for eternity, so I am unable to know to face my own death awake. Humans... have sought me for answers, but every time I am awake...'
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'...you see everything? Really?'
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'Yes. Everything that has, that is, and that will happen. To you... and to... me...' the entity struggled.
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Sandra thought for a moment.
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'If everything's already written, then we can use shortcuts, right?'
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'Oh little one, your destiny remains unwritten. I can only answer truth at the moment in which I'm answering. It may later become false.'
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'How's that possible?'
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'If you were a scribe, writing your own life, you know what would happen to you at the moment that would be happening. You would record it as you live it. Your pen might be slow, might be going as quick as a lightning, or you may suddenly lift it. But in all cases, I'm looking right over your shoulder- over everyone's shoulder.'
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She looked at the face in the flask one more time, with all the fear and respect she could muster, and she placed it as a necklace.