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Nameless: A Fairy Tale
by A Very Tall Oak Tree in City Park
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When Morgan reached the Westerly city on Bassings
Hill, he ignored the inquisitive stares and stammered greetings,
brushing past those to whom he usually spoke warmly. He reached
Nameless and Bowen’s house and walked in uninvited. Bowen was nowhere
to be seen; Nameless was still lying in bed, but she looked much less
pale and smiled broadly when she saw him.
“You have accomplished the task. You have found my name. My gratitude
knows no bounds…”
He knelt beside her, put the silver acorn back into her hand, and
curled her fingers around it.
“No…With your gift you saved my life. It is I who owes you the
thanks…and the name. Gwynna. Such a beautiful sound.”
“Mildred was wrong.” Gwynna lifted her head and
grinned. “I did not destroy her; you did. It was not I that drove the
dagger to her heart. You must love me well indeed to have been able to
kill such a woman. Your anger with her for deceiving you and plotting
against me fed the dagger’s strength—once it had taken in enough of
your hatred it was able to take on a will of its own and complete the
task that your conscious was preventing you from carrying out.
Mildred, however, believed that it was I who was controlling your
weapon, the foolish witch. She ahs always been too tangled in old
soothsayers’ prophesies. Many are merely deranged lunatics with little
skill for seeing who couldn’t even milk a goat. All these years,
Mildred has been deceiving herself. She has spent her life trying to
incapacitate me, while the whole time you were the one who was
destined to kill her. Bowen has fled; he is weak without his mother’s
guiding hand. Gwynna. I should have known that Mildred would use that
name. It will be odd to be called something other than Nameless,
especially after twenty-seven years of hearing the latter.” She
sighed, then continued, “Now I must rest. The wind that Mildred felt
so strongly in the cave has taken the last of my already wounded
strength.”
She lay back down and closed her eyes. Morgan stood
and lifted her from the bed, then carried her limp form to his own
chamber.
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