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Nameless: A Fairy Tale
by A Very Tall Oak Tree in City Park
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Nameless was stretched out on an uncomfortable-looking
bed lining one side of the cramped, dark hut. A couple of ratty
blankets were draped uselessly over her. The place smelled awful, and
mice scurried furtively underfoot. Nameless did not look surprised to
see her visitor; on the contrary, she seemed somewhat relieved.
“You’ve come,” She rasped, and tried to smile, yet ended up coughing.
“Yes, I have. I hear that you have grown weak. I have seen you but
twice since your untimely marriage. Why has he been keeping you in
this dreadful place?”
“He fears me, I think. He seldom speaks to me, and spends as little
time here as he possibly can. Mildred has given him instructions that
I do not appreciate…she wants a child; yet I shall never bear him one.
My arts, if nothing else, can save me from that dreadful duty.”
Nameless closed her eyes and turned her head away. “I cannot live in
this squalor, yet there is an enchantment on this place that I cannot
understand. I tried to leave once or twice before the magic was set;
Bowen was not pleased. I believe,” She said suddenly, holding up a
finger to silence Morgan, who had been about to speak, “it is time you
knew the story of Mildred’s untoward child…the story that I began to
tell you one day when you were with me in the East. Do you remember?”
Morgan nodded slowly.
“Excellent. I tried to finish it, you must believe me.
I see now that I should have put forth a greater effort. However, my
error cannot be reversed, so I will now tell you the tale that I have
told no one else…the tale that only one other in this world harbors.
Listen carefully and remember everything, for I haven’t the strength
to tell it twice.
“It was long ago prophesied to Mildred that her first child would
possess the same arts as she. Normally, this would not be any cause
for distress; yet Mildred was also told that this child would one day
destroy her, removing her from the Earth entirely. As you should know
from information that I have already given you, this child was a
daughter. At this daughter’s birth, Mildred whispered a name, a cursed
name, and it fell upon the child and clung tightly to her. As long as
the girl lived, Mildred swore to never tell the girl of the name she
bore, and as long as this name was concealed from the child, she would
be a half-person, too weak to kill a sorceress as great as her mother.
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