Laying lazily wrapped in a blanket
Cozy and warm I was
When I felt a light tug near my feet
I lifted my head, only to find a skinny hand
I rose with a start and saw a little man by the edge of my bed
Wait, are his ears pointed?
Is he an elf? But...
Giving me no time to get a grasp of the situation,
He beckoned me to come with him
Spellbound, I followed him unquestioning to a door
A door that didn’t exist here
He took my hand in his tiny palm and led me to...
Where was I?
The land, the trees, everything is covered in snow
Is that a fountain? It’s frozen in the most beautiful shape ever
Staring into the distance, I see a bridge
Oh! It’s the most amazing bridge ever
I run and walk on it
Beneath a river, now frozen, but only at the surface
The ice, clear as a crystal, contains within fishes of all colours and sizes
I cross the bridge to a similar landscape with a hut
A wee little hut standing in solitude in this white world
A certain gravity pulled me towards it
The door opened magically with a creak, as if it had been waiting for me
Inside was the coziest place one could find
The aroma of garlic bread filled my nostrils
The crackling sound from the fireplace was a sweet melody to the ears
The sound of feet waddling behind me indicated someone’s arrival
Turning around, I saw an old bearded man with a hunch on his back
His eyes were mysterious yet calm
It felt as if an ocean of wisdom lies within them
He approached me with wobbly legs
And said, “ Child, the daughter of Adam and Eve, welcome to An Geamhradh”
His voice captivated me, as if I was in a stance
“ We have waited for you for a century
The sole heir to our kingdom,
Yet it seems we shall have to wait for a few more winters
To celebrate your coronation.
You shall go to the mortal world now
And shall return only when the snowflake turns blue.”
With these words, he put a pendant around my neck
That carried a single snowflake in a glass sphere.
Before I could ask all the questions that were crowded in my head
I felt myself being pulled into an unknown vortex
And suddenly there was blackness all around.
I woke up with a start, panting and drenched in sweat
Gulping down some water from the bottle on the table, I rushed to the washroom.
I could hear my mother singing the familiar birthday song as she walked through the door
Behind her, was a man dressed in a posh black suit
Cupping my face in her hands, mother kissed my forehead
And said, “Happy Birthday, My Princess.”
Then she turned towards the man, who handed her a red box
My mother kept on speaking, but nothing reached my ears
I kept staring at the man, who was a stranger yet seemed eerily familiar
I came to my senses with the sound of the box opening
“And here is a token of our love,
Something your father had handed me over just before his death.
It was his wish that you wear this on your sixteenth birthday.”
Saying this my mother put around a gold chain with a pendant around my neck
Thanking my mom, I looked closely at the pendant, and...
And, wait, that cannot be
A single snowflake glistened within.
Dumbfounded and perplexed, I looked up at the man
His calm eyes and serene smile hid something
Just as our eyes met, he winked at me.
I, unable to move or speak, stared blankly at him.
Author: Debosmita Routh Editor: Shreya P